“Says the guy who was grabbing my ass.” “Language,” he scolds, not even bothering to hide his cocky smirk as he tilts his head toward the game in front of us. “We should play.” The game has two basketball hoops set up side by side and is surrounded by nets. “You looking for another rematch?” I ask. He grins and puts two coins into the machine. “Nah. I already got what I wanted.”
