Voryk turned to see Nexlana studying the richly felted billiard table.
“It’s called pool,” he answered, crossing to her. “Would you like to try?”
Smiling up at him, Nex nodded. […]
“You don’t want to learn this game from him,” […]
“Oh, good, you rack then,” Voryk countered with his own dark smile.
Hilo did, noting that Lana watched him very intently from the other end of the table. She watched the way he organized the balls inside of the wooden triangle and the way his movements were practiced, if not skilled. Plucking up an all black ball, he held it between his fingers in display for her.
“This,” he smiled. “Is the all magic eight ball…”
“Which Hilo still uses to get dates,” A rough, deep voice intervened from the entrance. “The answer still unclear, champ?”
♥ Gryph’s always good for those one-liners. 🙂