"I'm sorry." The simple statement shocked me long enough to miss a dribble and lose the ball. It rolled to Brian's feet. He bent down, picked it up and shot it through the basket with ease. "One-On-One?" He asked retreiving the ball and waiting for my answer.
"Sure...Loser buys Winner's dinner." I said getting ready to play my best.
"I have a thing for expensive places, hope you can affors my tastes!" He said as the game began. Thirty minutes later, the game was tied and we were both sweating profusely.
"I'm gonna win!" I said getting the ball out of his hands and into the net. "I win, game over!" I grabed the ball, threw it back into the barrell I had gotten it from and started back to the hotel.
"Your just saying that 'cause you know that I'll win." Brian taunted from behind me.
I turned around. "No, I'm saying that because I won and it's now dinner time." We walked back to the hotel and went to the floor we were staying on. Brian went to his room and I continued into mine. I was going to make him take me to a really great place. Just as I was about to change, though, a knock came at the door.
Who will it be?
Stay tuned..... lol.