Page 44 of Playing to Win
“Ah. Mind if I watch? I’m going to meet my dad at La Luna before the game so it’s pointless to drive home just to drive back.”
“So now you’re the one that’s going to be stalking me?”
“Maybe I’m getting a little twitterpated myself.”
“Then can I say that our ‘hang outs’ are now officially dates?”
Curly put her hand on her chin, pretending to think. “I guess that would be okay,” she said with a smile.
“Then I’m going to kiss you now. Is that okay? If I kiss you in front of all these people?”
“I thought you’d never ask.”
Kyle leaned down and pressed his lips to Callie’s, pulling her into his chest as he deepened the kiss.
“Enough, Kelly,” Jamal yelled from the floor. “We got a game to win tonight.”
Kyle pulled back from Callie with a sheepish grin. “Definitely twitterpated.”
“I think I like it,” she said with a smile back.
Kyle reached down and kissed her on the forehead. “You really going to watch the shoot around?”
“Yeah. I’ll be your stalker for the night.”
“Nah, you won’t. Stalking means it’s unwanted on my side. Callie, my girl, I’ll let you follow me anywhere.”
