“I couldn’t keep my eyes off you. You’re gonna have to wear a paper bag on your head so you don’t distract me at the next game.” I roll my eyes. “You seemed pretty dialed in to me.” “I’m an excellent multitasker,” he replies. “How about we continue this conversation over a drink later? Maybe you sit on my lap naked and tell me more about how amazing I looked out there tonight.” I give him a shove. “Go, 42. Shower, before you attract vultures.” “I’m not giving up on us, Seattle. We’re inevitable.” “Yeah, yeah. Change, before you make Caleb mad.”
