“You look beautiful.” “Is that what you’re really thinking?” He briefly closes his eyes and smirks when they open. “Keeping it G, Jos. Don’t do this to me now.” “I’m wearing green,” I tease him. His brows furrow before they set in a straight line with realization. He clicks his tongue and laughs under his breath. “The jersey and the green when we get home.” I roll my lips together and shrug. “Win first.”
