Ethan laughed at John as the boy messed up yet another throw, the football missing his outstretched fingers by at least a foot. His blonde bangs danced over his flashing green eyes as he stopped to pick up the gently spinning ball. “John, you expect to be trying out for the football team this year and you can’t even play a simple game of catch right?” Ethan grinned and rested a bit, hands on his knees as his smoothly muscled shoulders rose and fell with breathing.
