“He is not. Stop that,” I whisper back, glancing toward the glass to make sure he isn’t nearby. Not that he’d be paying attention to me, anyway. Bryan chuckles. “I’m a dude, and I even noticed how often he looks over here. I’m just relieved he was looking at you and not my wife, though. Given the option, she might go home with him.” Tori slaps him on the shoulder. “Oh, I would not, and you know it! Admiring God’s creation is one thing… climbing it is another.”
