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She chuckled. “How do you know about that one?”
“The team does charity events for kids during the holiday season. I’ve heard quite a few hilarious ones.”
“We should add something special. Magical, even?”
His father wouldnotlike that word, but he understood what she meant. “Mistletoe?”
Her cheeks flushed, and he bit back a grin.
“That’s not what I meant.”
“Okay, what, then?” He leaned back in his chair, lacing his fingers. Someway, somehow, he would sneak mistletoe into town hall. Maybe he could convince Ryan that it was a needed decoration.
“Reindeer?” She tilted her head in that way she did when concentrating.
But all Jay could concentrate on was the cascading hair that made him want to reach out and feel its softness.Get it together, Walker. What did she just say?“Wait, reindeer in Georgia?”
“Yes! There’s a guy who owns a reindeer farm a county or two over. We could maybe do sleigh rides from the church to town hall. Charge a fee, which could cover the farmer’s bill or go to another charity if we make enough.”
“That’s actually a fantastic idea, Bebe.”
“I have them every now and again.” A smug grin covered her adorable face.
“Ha.” She was a riot. And gorgeous. So very gorgeous. He smothered a sigh. “What else?”
“I think we should have craft stations. The kids really liked those last year.”
“Sounds good.”
He listened, lobbing ideas back and forth as they ironed out more details. All the while he wanted to take her in his arms and ask if they could start over. Wasn’t that the point of second chances? Sure, he’d asked for friendship, but why couldn’t it lead to something more? It had their senior year. Couldn’t that be an option again?
He sighed.Lord, what do I do? There’s no point wishing for something I can’t have. I’m notstaying here. Ican’tstay here.There was nothing for him in Georgia. His father had made that abundantly clear. Not to mention that Jay would never step on the field as a football player again. Though that didn’t mean his career in football was necessarily over. He could always make the transition to broadcasting, like so many others had. But he’d have to be in Texas for that, right?Do you even want to be a broadcaster?
The allure of a romantic relationship with Bebe called to him. Beckoned in the way she said his name.
“Jahleel?”
He blinked. Wait, she reallywassaying his name. “Sorry. I may have zoned out a bit.”
“You think?” She chuckled. “Do you need some pain pills or something?”
“No, just a little distracted.”
“By what?”
“You!” He groaned. “Sorry, didn’t mean to shout.”
A look of surprise widened her gaze. “How am I distracting you? I’m only taking notes.”
“Bebe,” he sighed. “You’re you, and that has always distracted me. Well, once my hormones kicked in.” He grinned, hoping to lighten the mood and erase his embarrassment.
“Jay, we can’t go down that path again. We’ve already agreedfriendship is best.” She bit her lip, her brow furrowing with worry.
“Says who?”You, you idiot.Hadn’t he just asked God to get his priorities right?
Her eyes widened. “Webothdid.”
“I know, I know.” He held up his hands. “But right now, I don’t know if I want to.”
