CHAPTER 54
ADRIANNA’S POV
“He’s like a son,” Coach Steele said, regaining his composure in the blink of an eye as he lifted his gaze back to me. “I don’t mind giving him the world if I had it…”
“Don’t you think you’ve said enough, old geezer?” Eric cut in, his voice tinged with forced nonchalance as he handed him the glass of water. His expression gave him away—awkwardly defensive, like he was more worried about cringeworthy feelings or more details that I needed to know spilling out if Coach Steele continued.
“Pretty sure I didn’t even say more than three sentences,” Coach Steele said innocently as he accepted the glass of water.
Eric ignored the remark and went ahead to ask, “Anything else I can get you?”
Eric looked at him with a knowing look, the kind that said he already knew th
