Page 107 of Sweetheart

"Might need to have the talk."

"Already done," Sam said brightly and held out a hand. "It put the fear right into me. Hey, I'm Sam."

After they shook, Clayton looked to Becks. "So, are you and Ash playingeach other, or is it you against the kids?"

Someone cough-laughed. I thought it was Dare or Bo—or both.

Uncle Becks turned to the guys with raised brows. "Something funny?"

"Nope," Dare said.

Bo shook his head, but his father's eyes narrowed.

"You got something to say, Bo?" Ash asked.

Boshrugged. "No, it's just…you're old."

"Oh, thank you. I didn't realize," he said.

"Come on, Dad. You know what I mean."

"I don't think I do."

"Uh oh," Snow murmured.Mrs. Stryker sent me an apologetic glance as if she knew where this was going, and there was no stopping it.

Dare pushed his hands into his pockets then said,"Well, I mean, you and Coach Kent can't play against us. It wouldn't be fair."

"For who?" Becks said. "You or us?"

"You," he said. "Obviously."

"Obviously."

"It's not an insult, Coach," he said, but Uncle Becks certainly looked offended. "We're young and in our prime."

"Yeah," Bo said, "you and dad were good back in the day. But there's no way you could take usnow."

Becks and Ash stared at each other a moment.

"Should we?" Becks asked.

"We should," Ash said then looked back to the others. "Challenge accepted. Let's go."

Bo scoffed.

"I'm serious."

"I can't," Dare said. Hegave a deep sigh thenlooked to Viola. "I don't want to beat your dad in front of you, flower."

Uncle Becks had a glint in his eye. "Scared, Frost?"

"No way, Coach."

"You should be," Becks said.

Aunt Sally nodded. "You really should."

"Damn, right," Ash put in.He lifted his chin at Sam. "We'll play three-on-three.Sam, you're with Bo and Dare against Becks, Clayton and me."

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