Leaning closer, I whisper in her ear, “I love you. You suck at bowling, but I love the hell out of you.” “I’ll give you a hundred bucks if you tell me what he said.” Jett winks at Swayze. “A hundred bucks?” Her back snaps ramrod straight. “He said, ‘I love you. You suck at bowling, but I love the hell out of you.’” Jett lifts his fisted hand to his mouth and coughs. “Bullshit.” I grin at Swayze and shrug. She frowns. “I want my hundred bucks. Tell him, Griff.” All I can do is chuckle.
