“She’s married,” Adrian muttered, frustration leaking into his tone. Why was he even irritated by the question? Shouldn’t he be happy that someone noticed Elleri? But no—deep down, the idea of other men looking at her bothered him more than he cared to admit.
“That’s a shame.” The guy barely reacted. Then, as if something caught his eye, he suddenly perked up. “Oh—Aster’s on screen again.”
Adrian turned his head just as the big screen flashed a shot of Aster sitting in the audience. As soon as she noticed the camera, she gave a casual wave, her smile effortlessly bright.
“You’re lucky, man,” someone commented beside him. “Your sister and the girl you love both came to watch your game.”
Adrian glanced at the monitor, spotting Aster, and his lips twitched into a small smile.
Another win
