“Does it matter?” Aaron replied, rolling his eyes. “Amber’s ours. End of story.”
“Yeah, but what if she’s secretly into British accents?” Alan countered, grinning as he turned to me. “Jewel, do you like British accents?” Speaking with the worst accent he could manage, dang…
“Not anymore,” I deadpanned, walking past them to grab my sneakers.
Alan burst out laughing, and even Aaron cracked a smile, but Alek was still brooding, his arms crossed over his chest as he leaned against the wall.
“Okay, enough,” I said, slipping on my shoes and standing up to face them. “Are we going to training, or are we going to keep obsessing over a guy who doesn’t even know I exist?”
Alek’s eyes softened as he looked at me, and he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “Fine,” he muttered. “But t
