“There’s no secret.” At least as far as the relationship. Nope, Gigi and Cassian played that out for everyone to see. “He got recruited to play ball, and she went to art school.”

“Star-crossed lovers.” She gave a dramatic sigh.

“You’re making it way more romantic than it was. Pretty sure Cassian made some shitty choices.”

“He’s a bad guy?”

“He’s got a wild hair up his ass, that’s for sure. But, honestly, for all his partying, he’s still a good guy. Not many guys our age spend their free time mentoring kids. He runs a year-round football clinic—”

Her body jerked, like she’d been bit by a snake. “Wait a minute. Don’t tell me Skylar’s cousin is Cassian Ellis.”

Shit. How the hell did she get there?

“Oh, my God. Cassian Ellis grew up here?”

“That’s the secret, so keep that on lockdown.

“I will. I swear. I can’t believe he’s Skylar’s cousin.”

“How do you know him?”

“Uh, because he’s the three-time pro bowler, four-time NFL passing leader? The player who holds the rookie record for passing touchdowns in a season? He’s the best quarterback in the league. Who doesn’t know him?”

“How do you know American football stats?”

“Because I watch football. My dad went to university in the States, and he’s a fanatic. But even if I didn’t, everyone knows Cassian Ellis. He’s gorgeous and always in trouble.” She rolled onto her back, staring at the ceiling. “Mind. Blown. I can’t believe that’s the man who broke Gigi’s heart.” She cut him a look. “Did you and Gigi ever hook up?”

“Nope. She only had eyes for Cassian.”

“She’s hot. And sexy. That’s exactly the type of woman I picture you with.”

“Lots of people are hot and sexy, but that doesn’t have anything to do with attraction.”

“What’re you attracted to?”

You. “I don’t know. It happens at an unconscious level, doesn’t it? So, it’s hard to define. I’ve never been attracted to any of the Cavanaugh sisters—and they’re all hot.”

“Really? But Gigi’s so sexy, and she has moves. I’ll bet if I had those moves, Marcel wouldn’t have cheated on me.”

“Bullshit. I hope you remember this in the morning, because I’m going to tell you a super high-level secret about men. Wearing tight jeans and showing your tits doesn’t make you sexy. Confidence does. Princess, you could wear a tarp and still be the sexiest woman in the room, because of your intelligence, your feisty personality…your passion. If the douchenozzle doesn’t find you sexy, it’s because he doesn’t appreciate a woman that challenges him. A woman that faces her fears.”

Her eyes glistened, and her lips wobbled. “Those are some really nice qualities.”