A cheeky smile tugged at his lips, and his hands made sweeping gestures all around. ”Well, just look at those bleachers— beckoning for you. And the basketball hoops? They’re practically calling your name.”
Her green eyes followed his movements around the large gymnasium. The flitted over the polished wooden floorboard, the walls, the gym equipment and the bleachers before settling back on his face with a smile of her own. "Maybe you're right for this once," Angie grinned, slowly getting to her feet. Walking past him, she patted his arm and nodded towards the hoops. "Wanna play?"










