“When you’re a big NBA star traveling around the country with fans screaming and paparazzi everywhere, you’re going to miss this.” My throat is thick as I swallow. “I think you’re right about that.” Her smile widens. Blonde hair blowing like a halo around her, skin sun-kissed, eyes the color of the water you see in those commercials for vacations where you stay in the little huts. Before I do something stupid like kiss her, I turn to watch a boat pass by, giving them a small wave.
