“Dinner…” I look to Maverick. “I could eat.”

“You could always eat.” He sets down the controller. “I’m in. Any idea where they went?”

When we walk into The Hideout and crash the Scott’s family dinner, Adam laughs. “Miss me, guys?”

“Nah, man, missed your sister,” I say jokingly. Ginny turns red and Mav goes into a coughing fit. I slide in next to her and drape my arm over her shoulder.

Adam rolls his eyes, not taking me serious for a second, which is hilarious since I’m not kidding.

Rauthruss takes a seat next to Adam, and Maverick grabs a chair for the end.

“Smells good.” I lean in close as she bites the end of a fry.

She elbows me. “Get your own.”

We order food, but I continue to sneak fries off her plate while we wait. Ginny’s so much nicer than I am. I’d never let anyone get away with taking food from me. Heath doesn’t share food. I totally said that in my Joey from Friends voice. He had the right idea.

After dinner we linger. Maverick grabs a pitcher of beer and a few guys from the team show up. All the extra commotion means it’s easier for me to flirt with Ginny without anyone noticing.

I place my hand on her leg under the table and she pins me with a playfully annoyed smirk. “Whatcha doing?”

She glances around.

“No one is paying us any attention,” I tell her without looking. “Do you want to go into the bathroom and make out?” I waggle my eyebrows, and she laughs.

“No, thanks.” She scrunches up her nose.

“I knew I should have gone with the dumpster out back.”

“So much better.” She leans in and my heart rate picks up. Sneaking around is hot. It isn’t something I ever planned on doing. My sexcapades have never been secret but moving my hand up her thigh and brushing two fingers against her jean-clad pussy with no one being the wiser while Ginny tries hard not to react is awesome. I may never go public with a chick again.

“Seriously, though, I drove. Meet you at my car?” I motion with my head to the door.

She studies my face. “You’re serious?”

“Hell yeah, I’m serious.” I scoot out of the booth. “Are you coming?”

Her mouth opens and she looks around. This time I do too, but no one is staring at us. I mean, honestly, who’d picture us together? Ginny is sugar and spice and everything nice, while I’m the dude who propositioned her for a quickie in the public bathroom thirty seconds ago.