Riley’s POVBy the time the match ended, Jax looked like he was ready to break something. Preferably Leo’s face. Unfortunately for him, Leo had won. And Leo? Well, he looked way too pleased with himself. I was still processing everything when Leo turned to me with a grin that could sell millions in toothpaste commercials. "Looks like I owe you breakfast, Riley," he announced, spinning his racket before tucking it under his arm. I blinked. "Wait—what?" Jax, still gripping his own racket like he might snap it in half, scoffed. "That wasn’t the deal." Leo raised an eyebrow. "Technically, there wasn’t a deal at all since you didn’t agree to any of my terms as you usually do.” He paused. “But since I won, I figured I’d treat Riley to breakfast. You know, as a gentleman should." I stared at him, then at Jax, whose jaw twitched like he was actively deciding whether or not to argue. To my surprise, he didn’t. Instead, he rolled his shoulders and muttered, "Do whatever you wa
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