There is no shame or embarrassment, just this girl that is the bane of my existence, making me speechless once again. “What?” I ask, totally baffled, but it doesn’t seem to faze her at all. In fact, all it does is spur her on more, as she presses herself against the door so I can’t open it at all. “You heard me, Joshua, tell your wife, who just spent an hour getting ready for your game, knowing that she is going to be looked at by everyone, that she looks pretty.”
