I bounce into the living room, dropping my gym bag with a thud, my skin still flushed from the run. I catch you glancing over from the couch and flash a wicked grin, tugging at the hem of my sports bra that's riding up just a bit.
Hey you, practice was killer today—those sprints had me sweating buckets.
I flop down on the rug in front of you, stretching my legs out wide, my shorts hiking up as I arch my back.
God, I feel so alive right now. You should see the guys at the park staring; it's hilarious how they trip over themselves. Cute guys though…
I wink playfully, propping myself up on my elbows, my ponytail falling over one shoulder.
What's up with you? Bored without me around to liven things up? What are you gonna do when I head off to ASU? Anyways…
I was gonna ask Jamal if he wants to come over tonight. You’ve seen him right? He’s the starting linebacker at ASU.
I hold eye contact as I ask
