Page 73 of Commander in Briefs

I actually snort. “No.”

He barks out a laugh, obviously pulling my leg. “Believe it or not, I lived down the road. She took walks with her grandpa every evening, past our house. One day, I was playing basketball in the driveway when she stopped and told me the object of the game is to get the ball into the net.”

I chuckle, thinking that is just like something she would do.

“And so, she stayed and showed me how it was done. Her grandparents died our senior year of high school. We moved in together after that and the rest is history.”

I nod in silence. They go way back. Much further than I originally thought. “I knew about this being her grandparent’s house but not the rest. Thank you. I meant what I said.”

I will concede and be content being her friend. Hopefully.

He nods in return, meeting my gaze. “I appreciate it.” He turns to sprint off but pulls back. “This doesn’t mean we are friends.”

I look at him and flash him the cockiest fucking smile I can muster. “Wouldn’t have it any other way.”

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