“You think she would be interested in you instead?”
“What? I’m just saying she’s off-limits, so leave her alone, Kevin.”
Kevin arched an eyebrow at him.
“Anyone would say you wanted Kristie for yourself. As if she would want an old man like you.”
Tyler lowered the dumbbell and glared at the younger man.
“Did you come here to work out, or did you come here to act the dick? Because I’m not interested in listening to you go on about how you could score with a woman who wouldn’t look at you twice.”
“How do you know she won’t.”
“Trust me, I know.” Tyler put the dumbbell down. “I’m going to bowl in the nets. I’ve got work to do.”
If he stayed talking to Kevin for much longer, he was going to end up thumping the little shit. Kevin thought because he had some of the best stats in the county squad and was being looked at to be part of the England squad that he was the best thing walking. Overall, he was just a cocky shit who didn’t know when to back down.
Not for the first time after talking to Kevin, Tyler wondered if he could get away with moving to another county at this time of the season. Just to get away from the sod.
Then again, that would take him away from Kristie, and Tyler didn’t think he was quite prepared to do that yet.