office.
“See
you tonight,” he called after her. “If you smile like that at some of the male
students, they’ll help you sit down close so I can see you. If I knew your name
I could get you tickets in the patrons’ section.”
“No
demands and no names,” she shot back at him.
He
held up those plate-sized hands again and gave her one more tempting grin. Her
mouth watered and not just because she’d skipped her granola bar to talk to
him.
Chapter Two
Ty was still
smiling as he changed in the locker room that night. The girl with no name was
not only beautiful, but fun to talk to. It was rare he met a girl who didn’t
know who he was. Rare and kind of nice. He appreciated his fans, but he knew
most girls dated him because of his semi-stardom—not what he was looking
for and definitely not what he would be taking home to meet his mom.
Jamison
bumped into his shoulder. “Hey, you going to wake up and join us for warmups?”
“Not
sleeping, just daydreaming.”
“Ooh.
Care to share?”
“Nope.”
He thought of Natalya’s sweet smile and large green eyes. How even though she
looked weighed down by her bag, she seemed to dance instead of merely walk.
Then, there was the way he’d felt when he touched her. He wasn’t sharing those
memories with anyone.
Jamison
pumped his eyebrows. “She must be impressive.”
Ty
nodded his agreement. Natalya was definitely impressive.
“Maybe
you’ll spill the details on the drive to my house for Christmas.”
Ty
kept the smile on his face, barely. He appreciated not having to stay in his
apartment alone during the break, but he wished he could afford to go home and
be with his mom and little sisters. Graduation was only four months after
Christmas, then he would drive his beat-up Toyota home for the summer.
“You
really need me in that three on three tournament, don’t you?” he asked Jamison.
“Ha!
I could win it by myself, I’m just trying to keep you in shape during the
break.”
“You
promised your momma could cook. I’m planning on gaining a bunch of weight.”
“She
can and she will love to spoil you.” Jamison’s tone softened. “Your mom would
want you to come with me.”
“I
know,” Ty exhaled. “She told me so last night.”
“I
wish you could see them, man.”
Ty
nodded and forced a smile. “Me, too.” He threw his warmups into his locker. “Let’s
go beat up on some Utes.”
“Sounds
good.”
Ty
jogged next to his friend. He forced his thoughts from his mom and a feisty
blonde who wouldn’t tell him her name. It was time to play ball and remind Coach
Anderson why he’d recruited a no-name from Alabama.
***
Kazlyn
stared blankly at her book. Her roommates were all at the basketball game and for
once, she could study in her apartment in peace and quiet. Why couldn’t she
concentrate? She said a quick prayer, asking for help getting through the next
two weeks of school. She pushed out a long sigh, knowing exactly why she
couldn’t focus. The reason was tall, dark, and handsome, and she could remember
every cute and teasing thing he’d said to her today.
Her
phone beeped. A text from her oldest brother, Luke. Do I need to come visit
you and send the wrath of big brother into all those boys who are chasing you?
She
smiled and typed a quick reply. No time for boys, so no worries.
Then
I can go to bed in peace tonight.
Sure
thing. See you in a week.
Sounds
great.
Kazlyn
stared at the pile of homework and wished Luke did have something to worry
about. Ty’s face came into her mind again. She shoved away from the small
kitchen table, grabbed her coat, and hurried out the door. The icy wind hit her
as soon as she exited the building. Luckily, The Spectrum was only a few blocks
up the hill.
The
wind pushed her through the glass doors as if it wanted her to see Ty as much
as she did. The lobby was deserted. She walked up the empty escalator to get
there faster. The ticket takers had already deserted their posts and as