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“Ever hear all work and no play makes one cranky all day?” I tease.
This time I get an eye roll with a shaking of her head. “I don’t think I’ve heard it likethatbefore, but something along those lines. You might be paraphrasing.”
“Well, Angel… it’s time to let your hair down and relax. You’re far too young for worry lines and premature gray hair. Don’t get me wrong, I work hard, but I also see the benefit of letting loose when the time’s right. If losing Summer has taught me anything, it’s that each moment is precious—and if you can’t find something to smile about each day, there’s not a lot to live for.”
Abby’s mouth gapes open, and she stares for an immeasurable moment.
“Are you sure you’re not a philosophy major? Besides, I’m sure I’m a long way from getting any wrinkles or gray hair.” She takes a deep breath as if to steady herself, then challenges, “Okay, Mr. Blue Eyes, when was the last time you did something fun that wasn’t playing basketball or related to school?”
Shit. She’s got me there. My schedule’s tight as it is, and extracurricular activities aren’t on the top of my priority list. “Well, I hijacked your evening, brought you Cinnabon, and danced with you to no music.” I shrug as if that should explain everything.
This earns another eye roll. “Before that,” she accuses, and she waits expectantly.
Fuck. She’s right. With the season starting, I haven’t had time to do much other than to study and go to practice. I shrug and shake my head. “Honestly, I have no idea. But let’s rectify that right now. What’s one thing you love to do and haven’t had the chance since starting CRU?”
She places a hand on her chin and looks to the sky. She must have just as much life as me, for as long as she takes to answer the question. “Um, I haven’t been bowling in a long time.”
“Okay.” I take a deep breath, trying to figure out how to make this happen. “I’m traveling out of town for a game Friday night. I don’t know when I’ll return Saturday, since we’re riding on a bus from Boise. Let’s go bowling Sunday. I’ll let you pick this time, but I’m choosing next time.”
“And what makes you think I want to do these things with you?”
My Angel is saucy. The fire in her eyes makes my blood race and heart soar.
“Call it a hunch.” I smirk. “If you don’t want to go, you can always back out. But I’m going with or without you. I think you might like a break from the constant studying and worrying about med school. Besides, we’ve already applied—it’s up to the universe if we get in at this point. So that your GPA doesn’t drop—we’ll study, too.”
Abby’s mouth hangs open as she stares at me as if I’ve just lost my ever-loving mind. Hell, maybe I have. But if I end up spending more time with my Angel—what a way to go.
I give her a grin I’m sure she can’t resist and finally ask, “What do you say, Angel? Wanna bowl with me?”
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Abby
Bowling.He wants to go bowling with me. Drew Jacobs, star athlete at CRU, the guy that’s had his nose to the grindstone to get into the right med school is proposing to take me bowling? I only chose bowling because I thought he’d laugh, and that’d be the end of it. Sure, I like to bowl. But I wasn’t expecting him to want to go with me.
With me. Abby Angelos—the most boring person on the planet.
Did he hit his head and get a concussion during that game, and I didn’t notice?
“Uhhh…” I manage to get out. Great. Real coherent, Abby. Get it together.
Drew puts his hands together in a prayer and pleads, “Come on… Angel. Don’t make me do this alone. Since neither of us do much outside of school, or work… and in my case basketball, maybe we can do one thing a week out of the ordinary to mix things up. I promise it won’t take up too much of your time, as I don’t have a lot to spare either… And we’ll keep up with our studies.”
When his blue eyes darken, and his perfect lips turn into a shy smile, I. Am. Done for. Seriously, I don’t know how anyone can resist the full force of Drew Jacobs. Thank God, he typically uses his power for good and not evil. Hell, if he keeps smiling at me like that, I’d streak across the center of campus in my undies if he were waiting for me at the finish line.
“Okay,” I whisper as I stare at his beautiful face.
“Okay?” he asks for clarification. “Okay, as in you’ll do it or okay, Drew’s lost his last marble, and I need to get away from him?”
I can’t control the burst of laughter that flows out of me. Damn, he’s freaking adorable when he wants something. I shake my head and do my best to regain my thoughts. “Okay… as in I’ll go bowling with you. But consider yourself warned, I’m a bit competitive. So, you’d better choose the items on your list carefully.”
Without a word, Drew closes the distance between us in two strides. He bends down and wraps me in the biggest bear hug, lifting me off the ground as he spins us around in a circle. When he sets me down, I swear I hear, “God, I knew I’d chosen the right partner the day I walked into lab.”
What the hell is that supposed to mean?
From the way he just hugged me, I could’ve sworn he was feeling the same as I was. Was I just imagining the hunger I saw in his eyes? Does he just want to be friends? Lab partners? Something more?
