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Fuck if I’m telling Adam that, though. I’m not about to let Axel’s stupid opinions spook him into leaving me again.

“He also called me ugly.”

Adam laughs. “What? Seriously?”

I nod.

“Well, he’s wrong.”

I smile. “I know. That’s what I told him.”

When we get to the upstairs hallway, I take his hand and turn him to face me. “Want to sleep in my bed again?”

He grins and follows me into my room.

CHAPTER 31

ADAM

“Dude, stop being a pussy. Just ask him,” Xavi whispers, pushing me toward Easton.

I plant my feet. “What if he says no?”

“Then he says no, and you can try again tomorrow. Come on. You got this.”

I push out a breath. Okay. Here goes nothing.

With an encouraging nod from Xavi, I walk over to where Easton and Nate are playing one-on-one on the small basketball court in the garden. Nate sees me coming first, pausing with the ball in his hands as he looks between me and Xavi. Easton turns to face me, his brows lowering. I stop in front of him, my hands tucked in my pockets, my cheeks heating with embarrassment. I almost turn around and walk away, but I can feel Xavi staring at the back of my head, silently warning me not to.

“You okay?” Easton rasps, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

I nod once.

He raises a brow. “What’s?—”

I pull the lollipop from my pocket and hold it out in front of him. “Will you go on a date with me?”

He blinks. At me, then at the lollipop. After a long, torturous moment, he lets out a little laugh. But he’s not laughingatme. He’s laughing because he’s happy, and it lights me up with pride.

I did that.

“Is that a yes?” I ask impatiently. “You’re killing me here.”

He grins, taking the lollipop from my hand. “Yes, baby. I’ll go on a date with you.”

“Okay. Good. Let’s go.”

“Now?”

“Yes.”

“Where are we going?”

“Guess.”

He’s still grinning as we walk off the court. Xavi high-fives me when I pass him. “Atta boy.”

“Favorite food?” Easton asks.