“Not that you don’t always look nice,” Kacey added. “Even in flannel pjs and stuff.”
She looked up and punched him playfully in the arm. “Ha, ha, very funny,” she said but laughed as the brief awkwardness she’d felt melted away. “Let’s see if you feel like paying me so many compliments once I beat you in bowling.”
“Well, now,” he said as they walked farther into the bowling alley, “I wouldn’t be so sure about that. You beating me, I mean. I’m fairly good at bowling if I do say so myself. I’m sure I can beat you and be back home before my folks even suspect a thing.”
Jessica grinned. “Uh huh. Sure. Yeah, you keep talking.”
“Are you hungry?” he asked. “Do you want to get something to eat first before we start?”
“Sure,” she agreed. “You woke me up so early and I didn’t eat breakfast.”
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