More Than His Touch
Zeke turned to clock who snagged Kingsley’s beam, then stepped off.
“Reece,” Lorenzo greeted, all pro.
“Lorenzo,” Kingsley echoed with a nod, fighting to play straight but grinning wide. He hadn’t banked on seeing Lorenzo this quick, especially at this drag of an event—so killer surprise.
“Hey,” Zeke jumped in, offering a handshake to Lorenzo, who eyed it cautiously. “Zeke Peterson.”
“Lorenzo Salazar.”
Lorenzo’s full name sparked Zeke’s recognition.
Kingsley glanced between them, then clarified.
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