“And if you do win, it’ll be because I let you.”
“Or… maybe it would just be beginner’s luck,” I counter.
He grins. “You’re going to have one fun afternoon with me. Just you wait.”
And he’s right. We flirt a little, and we both sneak glances when we think the other isn't looking, and he has to come up behind me and show me how to roll a bowling ball so it doesn’t go in the gutter time and again, standing super close to me, guiding my arm. I turn to thank him before he can straighten, and I kiss him on the cheek when he whoops and picks me up, twirling me around.
“A strike!” he cheers, and I laugh.
He sets me down, and he stares down at me, and there's a moment that passes between us that is far more intimate than even a kiss could be.
Yes, I’m having fun, not in a sexual way, and yet, I am so attracted to Gabe right now.
He might be a victor, but right now, he's a tempter, and he sure is tempting me, and resisting I can handle for now but maybe not for always.