Nova’s POV
Stupid me. You had one shot, Nova and you messed it up.
I didn’t mean to take things this far, but once Mercer came in with that smirk on his face, nothing felt quite right.
I started pacing around, chewing on my fingernail until I nearly drew blood. I reached into my jeans pocket and started playing with my phone, thinking maybe this was fixable. Maybe there was still time to apologize without getting into any of the usual trouble.
It was very quiet outside of the room when I exited. I could hear talking downstairs. Mercer’s voice booming about something. He was standing in the middle area of the suite, leaning against the wall drinking soda and talking to one of the guards.
“Hey,” I said, approaching him. “Did you see Jax?”
Mercer grinned. “The big baby ole? He went sto
