EDWARD’S POV
“Your roomie.” I stiffen, the ball I’m bouncing slipping away as Eliot smirks and snatches it. “How’s she?”
I shoot him a glare because he did that on purpose and I’m even more annoyed that I took the bait. I go after him, but he drives past me and dunks, scoring again.
“Is playing dirty your only move?” I ask, cracking my fingers.
“I heard you gave her a ride this morning,” he says and great, we’re back to Layla. “Looks like you two are bonding already.”
“She needed a ride,” I answer dryly.
He c***s a brow. “You don’t give anyone rides on your bikes. Since when did that change?”
I want to argue that he doesn’t know everything about me but Eliot’s my best guy and my VP. There’s barely anything he doesn’t know. He was even the first to find out I was looking for the pers
