No, Luke was a beautiful, tempting, flashing-red danger sign. And danger had to be avoided.
“Sorry.” Selena busted out her scary voice, the one that she used when holding a gun to some asshole’s head as she talked him down from whatever stupid thing he was thinking of doing. It seemed to have no effect on Luke at all, which pissed her off pretty majorly. “I can’t. I work overnight on Friday and you’re going to the game on Saturday.”
“So next weekend?”
“Nope.”
“You busy?”
“Nope.”
“You’re going to make me work for a date with you, huh?”
Selena narrowed her eyes at him. “Let’s get this straight between us, OK? I don’t play hard-to-get. In fact, I don’t play games at all. They’re bullshit and they waste time and they’re no fun for me, anyway. I’m saying no because I mean no. I don’t wa
