I push open the front door and drop my bag next to it, locking the door behind me. The TV is on in the front room so I peak around the corner and see my dad and his best friend, Lucas, watching a soccer match. My dad gives me a nod and Lucas shoots me a quick smile, both too focused on the match.
Untying my sneakers, I slide them off next to my bag before stepping into the front room. The game goes into commercial after a seconds and both men stand, stretching. I try not to be too obvious as I look at Lucas’s buff arms as he stretches them over his head.
“How was track practice Win?” My dad askes, walking past me to the kitchen, ruffling my hair as he passes.
I grumble and pat down my hair, following him in. He hands me a water bottle before grabbing two beers.
“Good. It’s a bit different than in high school but that’s to be expected right?” Sipping from my bottle, I watch as Lucas pops the top off his beers and takes a long drink.
*Who knew someone’s neck could be so hot…*