Connor
"I'll definitely look into it and talk to Louis about it," I smiled even though I had made up my mind about it.
He nodded and I cleared my throat when I felt his foot come into contact with mine. "Sorry," he laughed and reached out to gently cover my hand with his before he pulled away.
I just nodded with a small grin before I took a gulp of my wine.
"I saw you're having a game this weekend. New Zealand is never an easy one," clearly he was fishing for conversation to make the night less awkward.
"Yes, we're quite confident about our odds though. I've been training the boys hard," I tried to find common small talk but tensed when his foot brushed mine again. "Will you, uh, be watching?"
"I'd love too," he shrugged, his foot moving higher up my leg to my shin. "But I have to fly out to LA tomorrow morning. I have plans this weekend with someone." I nodded and tried to angle my leg away from his but he followed. He leaned forward, "are you staying over at this hotel?"
