I give him a thumbs-up. “Good luck out there.” Yes. Very casual. Nice work, me. “Did you just give me a thumbs-up?” I do it again as if it’s not the lamest thing I’ve ever done. “Yep.” “I was literally inside of you less than twenty-four hours ago and you’re giving me a thumbs-up?” I choke on my saliva as an arrogant smirk lifts on Kai’s mouth. “Well, as I said, good luck tonight. I hope you have some…gold star pitching.”
