“Hey,” I say softly.
“H—” She clears her throat. “Hey.”
“You’re Ben and Nick’s little sister, right?”
“That’s right.”
“I haven’t seen you around.”
She shrugs. “I’m not into sports.”
“What’s your name?”
She flinches like I’ve gotten too personal.
“I’m Colton Wild.” I offer her my hand. “Nice to meet you.”
She takes my hand quickly, and just as I feel an electric current pass between us, she drops my hand.
And she still doesn’t tell me her name.
Turns out I don’t need to ask her twice.
“Hey, Sky!” her brother, Ben, yells. “You ready?”
“I guess so!” She shrugs at me. “I have no clue what I’m doing.”
“No worries,” I say. “I’ll help you out. Sky.”
“It’s Skylar. Sky is what my friends and family call me.”
“I think we’re going to be friends for sure. So I’ll take my chances with Sky.” I pause. “But Skylar is a beautiful name.”
She gives a hint of a smile. “Thanks.”
And I can’t stop talking apparently. “Can I call you by either name? You know, while I’m explaining the rules of the game to you.”
She raises an eyebrow. “Are you a flag football expert?”
“I play high school football back home,” I say. “I’m pretty fanatical about it.”
“Fanatical, huh?” She grins at me. “That sounds kind of creepy.”
I laugh. “Only if you hate sports.”
She nods. “Yep, that would be me.”
“So you and I are what’s called ‘opposites attract’ then.”
She startles at my flirtatious comment, and just when I think maybe I’ve scared her off, her green eyes narrow.
“Are you hitting on me?” she asks.
I can’t tell if she’s horrified or nervous, but I know I don’t misread the heat in her gaze. So I keep going.
“Yes.” I wink at her. “And you love it.”
She bites her lip. “First of all, that’s presumptuous.”
