Chapter 12
From her seat on the plastic chair, Natalie sipped her beer and stared at the monitor above Galen as he picked up his bowling ball. Unbelievable. He lifted his hand and moved his backside in muscular harmony. Then he released the ball and it went right down the center, knocking down every pin. He turned and flashed a winning smile and tipped his head like he’d already won.
She shook her head as he came beside her, slinging his arm around her shoulders. “How did you just get another strike?”
He winked and motioned for her to stand up. “I told you: I’m good at sports.”
Natalie stood, picked up her ball, wiggled because she knew he watched her, and aimed for the middle pin. She really focused when she threw the ball, but it only knocked down four pins. She swallowed, returned
