Chapter 565

Hernan gave a small nod, straightening up. "Not bad. You're not totally lost in love. But seriously, why are you so hell-bent on saving Steve? Is he really that big of a deal to you?"

He was sizing me up, playing it cool while trying to dig into my head, figure out how much I cared.

"Not really," I said, keeping it casual.

He laughed like he knew I was bluffing. "Yet, you used your one shot to save him."

"Steve taught me snooker," I said like it was obvious. "So, his mess is kinda my mess."

Hernan shook his head, unimpressed. "But why not just use it to get yourself out? Why not ask me to let you go?"

I shrugged. "Come on, you've made it clear you're keeping me here 'til the game's over. Even if you did let me go, I wouldn't make it out the door before you caught me. Besides, I came to see Steve play. I'm not running."

My eyes drifted to his arm, where his sleeve was rolled up, showing a deep, jagged scar.

Hernan noticed me staring and tugged his sleeve higher like he didn't ca