First message
Jace rolled his eyes. “You always this annoying?”
“Only around you.”
A grin tugged at the corner of his mouth before he could hide it.
You noticed.
You hated that you noticed.
Their coach called for everyone to clear the court, and you stood, brushing past him.
“Try not to trip over your ego,” you muttered.
“Try not to spike the ball into the ceiling.”
You turned around.
He was smiling.
You smiled back.