I smile at her. “Yeah, and trust me, my parents loved that about me. But what can I say? I don’t take no for an answer.”

Hannah laughs and looks at me playfully. “I’ve noticed.”

We sit staring into each other’s eyes with all of this unspoken tension swirling between us. I don’t really know where we’re at, where this is going, or what she thinks of me, but I know I like being around her and I’m not going to give that up—even if her dad is my coach. This could all blow up in my face, and I know that, but for some reason I’m not worried about it.

There’s something about her that makes the risk seem worth it.

And I’m glad we got this chance to spend a little time together away from everyone else to talk because I feel like I’m finally getting to see who she really is. She’s been distant since we ran into each other again in the locker room a few weeks ago, and I guess I don’t blame her for that since her dad probably would go nuclear if he found out about us doing anything other than yoga together. But I hope as we spend more time together, she’ll see that she doesn’t have anything to worry about.

And that I can keep secrets.

“I’m working on a scarf with the Aces logo on it for my mom right now.”

“That’s cute. I’m sure she’ll love it.”

“I don’t know. I make a lot of stuff for her and she’s running out of room for it all.”

“Sounds like you two are close,” Hannah says and takes another sip of her whiskey.

“Yeah, very. What about you and your folks? Seems like you and your dad are close from what I’ve seen.” Hannah sets her glass down and regards me for a second like she’s weighing how much she wants to share. “Don’t worry, I’m not fishing for info. I’m just genuinely curious. Like I said, I want to get to know you more.”

Hannah finally nods. “We’re pretty close, yeah. They’ve always supported me.”

“That’s great. But it must be weird having such a famous guy for a dad,” I say, but Hannah shrugs.

“It was harder when I was younger, but I’m used to it now. And he’s not that famous. It’s not like we get stopped on the street or recognized in public all the time or anything.”

“Hannah!” someone shouts from across the bar, breaking the moment and immediately disproving what she just said.