AMY’S POV
The living room fell into silence.
The green vodka bottle sat still on the hardwood, its neck pointing straight at Cole’s shoes. The room was dim, lit only by the fireplace’s flickering orange glow, which stretched long shadows across the walls.
No one cheered, no one whistled.
The casual banter that had filled the room during Leo's and Briar's turns vanished completely, replaced by a tension that made the air feel thick enough to choke on.
Everyone in the athletic department knew about the brutal, three-year rivalry between Cole Kingston and Ryder Maddox. But no one in this room knew the forbidden, hidden truth binding the three of us together.
Cole didn't even look down at the bottle pointing at his feet.
He stood by the bar table, looking tall and commanding in his wh
