Tori walked toward the bed. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw her give Derek a once-over."You know, from this angle, he doesn't look too bad," she said.I glared at her."I'm just saying . . ."I leaned over Derek, calling him as loudly as I dared."Personally, I'm more a running back girl myself," Tori said. "But if you like the linebacker type, he's--"My glower shut her up
Tori approached the bed and, with a casual glance, informed me that Derek didn't look too bad from her perspective. This comment elicits a glare from me, but Tori continues, sharing her preferences in athletes while teasing about Derek's physique. Her playful attitude adds a lightness to the tense situation.
As I leaned closer to Derek, trying to rouse him quietly, Tori's comments about her ideal type and comparisons to Derek's...
