Chapter 21

After playing soccer for a few hours, the game broke up.

Going over to the side of the field, Shea rooted through her bag for a small towel to wipe the sweat from her face.

“Good hustle out there,” Troy said as he came up beside her.

“Thanks,” she said, smiling at him. “If only there were a way to run around and play without getting so sweaty.”

“I didn’t think ladies like you sweated,” he said, teasing her. “I thought you glowed.”

She laughed at him and shook her head.

“Nope, this is one hundred percent genuine sweat,” she said, putting her towel down and taking out her water bottle.

Opening it, she took a few swallows, then asked, “How often do you do this?”

“I tend to come here every week,” he said, taking out his water bottle and opening it.

“Impressive,” she said, nodding. “I may have to join you. I had fun today.”

He smiled at her and said, “I’d like that.”

She smiled back at him and said, “Me too.”

After a moment, he cleared his throat and said, “Didn’t