The guys make eye contact before nodding.
“We can do teams,” TJ comes over and interrupts.
I open my mouth to decline, but the other two agree.
“Taylor and me against you two buffoons."
We spend the next half hour playing pool. TJ and I are solids and Pat and Liam are stripes. We all take turns hitting the balls with the cue ball. Pat is pretty good, but Liam isn’t, so TJ and I have an easy time staying in the lead, but we cannot help but argue at every turn. I find myself having fun and laughing, but I try to keep myself in check. If Dylan finds out I am out with the people I’m suing, he will have a field day.
“Just the eight ball left and we win,” TJ shouts to me from across the table.
“Duh,” I respond with a roll of my eyes.
“Don’t miss,” Pat grumbles, and I laugh.
Shane shoots me a thumbs-up from the booth where the rest of them are sitting and I smile.
I pull the cue back and line up the cue ball with the eight ball. Pulling back, I release and watch as the eight ball rolls straight into the corner pocket.
“Ugh, we suck,” Liam moans out, and my grin grows even wider.
If they are this easy to beat at pool, they’ll be even easier to destroy in the courtroom.
TJ comes across the table and raises his hand in a high five, and I find myself high-fiving him back.
“Since we won, what do I get?” TJ asks with a glint in his eyes.
“I won it for us, so what do I get?” I tease him.
TJ looks me up and down.
“How about a dance?”
My smile fades and I shake my hair out. What is with his obsession with dancing with me?
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
“Why not? I promise I won’t grind on you.”
TJ waggles his eyebrows up and down.
I’m tempted to walk away, but Shane approaches us.
“That was pretty cool, seeing you two kick their butts.”
“We make a great team,” TJ explains, and I scoff.
“You mean I am great, and won, while you basically did nothing.”
“I made three balls in.”
“And I made four plus the eight ball. If I was playing alone, I still would have won.”
“Goodness, it's just like old times,” Shane voices.
The mention of old times causes me to stiffen. I do not want to relive any of my old times with TJ.
Most of those old times were decent memories, sure, but the last year at the summer beach house tainted any positive memories I had of TJ.