“I once watched you drink three Cherry Cokes at an All-Star weekend lunch, so don’t pretend you don’t like sweet drinks.” Ilya looked a little stunned by Eric’s snark. Then he grinned. “I did not know you were so interested in me.” “I’m not. At all. It was a shocking amount of Cherry Coke for a pro athlete to consume. It was memorable.” “You know,” Ilya said with a weird little smile. “You were not the only one to think so that day.”
