“I’m fine. I’m sorry.” “Don’t apologize. You’re not hurt?” “No.” “Promise me.” “I promise.” Ocean eyes sweep up my body, taking me in as if he’s double checking that I really am okay. I am, it just scared me a little. Finally, his eyes glide to mine and a soft smile graces his lips, those sweet dimples concaving into his cheeks. “I like having you sitting so close.” I laugh. “Ryan, I just caused you to get a technical foul.”
