Page 40 of On Merit Alone
Answer it anyway.
Six
Depends on the circumstance.
Me
Ohhh. Loaded answer.
Six
I’m a strategist, if anything King.
Me
Alright then.
More smiling, and was she flirting with me? No. Merit Jones didn’t flirt. She wasn’t the giggling, preening type of girl, so “flirt” seemed like the wrong word for it. But she was definitely vibing with me, in conversation that wasn’t about basketball, no less.
Huh.
But she also wasn’t giving me much, judging by the multiple minutes of silence she kept me waiting in. I needed to change the conversation.
Me
How’s the knee?
Six
You watched the game?
Me
I watch every game I bet on.
Six
Did you bet for me or against me?
Me
How is it, Six? Stop trying to change the subject.
Six
Hurts.
Why did that one word stab through my heart?
Me
Wantto elaborate?
Six
Not really.
Me
