Of course! Nicholas Atkins is hot meat for most girls.
This girl looked pretty and sexy—in a respectable kind of way. Unlike Saucy, who had a big neon sign on her forehead that spelled a four-letter word, starting with an ‘s’ and ending with a ‘t.’
“She’s hot,” I whispered under my breath.
Nicholas glanced over at the girl again, who was still looking at him.
“I guess,” he said.
“Not your type?”
He stared at me for a long moment. I didn’t know what he was thinking but somehow, when he studied my face, he looked thoughtful. Then he sighed and looked away from me. “I must be out of my mind.”
I raised a brow at him, not quite sure what he meant by that, but he looked genuinely uninterested in the hot chick across the court.
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