“Uh, yeah, that’s me.” Picked up… Summoning the manners her mama had taught her, she reached out a hand. “I’m Gina.”
“Yeah, Lisa, nice to meet you.” The blonde shook Gina’s hand. It was… weird to feel like a giant for a change. “Yeah, I can see what Sammy likes in you.”
Gina fought the urge to pull away and cross her arms. “Oh?”
“Yeah. You a Misty fan?”
“Misty?”
Gray eyes flashed back down, this time clearly taking in Gina’s lace-covered cleavage, then flicked her cigarette butt into the path behind her. “Ask Sam. He’ll explain.”
“Explain what?” Sam appeared behind Lisa, plucking the butt up and tossing it into the trash.
The blonde shot him a smirk. “About your dancer crush on —”
Matt laughed and picked Lisa up, swinging her feet up and over his shoulder, so that she was draped, s
