Snow
While Lizzie talked my ear off, I kept stealing glances at Lance. He was playing a game with Dane, but I had no clue what the game was called.
There was a bunch of different colored balls on a table, and they were hitting a white ball with a wooden stick. I wasn't entirely sure what the objective of the game was, but they were making the colored balls roll into holes at the corners and sides of the table.
Sometimes when Lance would lean down to take his turn hitting the white ball, I got a great view of his behind. What a spectacular view it was.
Eventually, Lizzie would get my attention back by snapping her fingers in front of my face, but she wasn't able to keep my attention for long. Lance was just too cute for me to keep my eyes off of him.
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