“That number six is something else, huh?” “Yeah, I guess. A little cocky if you ask me.” “But hot right?” A laugh tickles my throat. “I guess…” “You guess?” He looks appalled. “I mean if you take into account the other guys on the team…he falls somewhere under…” He holds me tighter; a possessive gleam shines in his now dark eyes. “Don’t finish that.”
