<div class="floatleft">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/b378/iugggcdoaop702z6g.jpg)<br/><div align="center"><strong> <span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_u">Courtney</span></span></strong></div></div>I can't decide if that was a yes to the backroom, or a "no bitch," stay right here, but our kissing continued in earnest for a bit, causing a certain ... heat to build up.<br/><br/>The chatter of the bar snaps me back to full awareness, and I break once again with a finishing suck of her lower lip. A happy "Mmmm..." that was also part giggle, escapes past my lips as I look at her.<br/><br/>"I'll never get enough of that."<br/><br/>With her arm still around me, I shift the right way in my seat and lean my head on her, feeling a warm glow of happiness course through me as the conversation has shifted to sports lingo. I know nothing about cricket, so they could just be making up terms to mess with us, for all I know. Some of them seem silly, and a dopey grin crosses my face. I know a little about baseball, but not enough to chime in.<br/><br/>Football gets mentioned though, and I perk up. It's the one thing Dad and I could agree on, growing up anyways. I briefly try and think of some terminology that might seem dubious to those not well versed in the sport.<br/><br/>"Oh football has lots of crazy sounding terms too.<strong><em>Tight</em></strong>Ends,<strong><em>Wide</em></strong>Receivers," *giggle* "jet sweeps, reverses, the classic ol' flea flicker, and the always dramatic, hail mary. In fact ... a flea flicker could turn into a hail mary to a wide receiver or tight end."