“It’s almost midnight-I’m not sending you home in a cab.” “You don’t have to take me home,” she protested. “Well, let’s turn in those snazzy shoes and get you home.” “No curfew, but I do have to be at the shop for my flower delivery in the morning.” “Did I keep you out past your curfew?” he teased. Although he enjoyed the flirtatious banter, he wasn’t sure that either of them was ready to follow where a continuation of the conversation might lead.Īs the final score was noted, he caught Rachel stifling a yawn. And then she went back to the pink ball.Īndrew didn’t comment on her choice. She did-and though she didn’t move the ball with much speed, she did manage to knock down six pins. “You don’t think I can handle your ball?” she said, tossing his innuendo back at him. “It’s heavier than the one you’ve been using,” he warned. “I want to see if I can knock down more pins with the green ball,” she said carefully. “Why don’t you use any ball except that green one?”
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