“You’re spoiling me.”
“Gotta keep up your strength. We have a long day ahead of us.”
Mouth full, she arched a brow.
“You’re at a music festival, Taylor, and we don’t work. As soon as you’re through eating, we’re going to go have fun.”
“More fun than last night?” She hadn’t thought there were any bands playing until late afternoon, but perhaps she’d been wrong.
“Way more.”
It was hard to imagine recapturing the carefree abandon she’d experienced with him the night before. However, today was a new day and she was game for whatever he had planned for them.
All in the name of new adventures and life experiences, of course.
* * *
Taylor eyed the little sand-filled sack dubiously. “I’m not sure about this.”
“It’s easy once you get the hang of it.” As if to prove his point, Jack kicked his foot up to his side and hit the small sack a few times.
Behind her shades, Taylor’s eyes narrowed at the ball being kicked around. “Let’s go have fun, you say,” she intoned, knowing she was about to try something else she’d never done. “Way more fun, you say. This is easy, you say.”
Jack laughed and hit the sack to her.
She missed, picked up the sack, and tossed it to him. “I’ve changed my mind and think we’d be better off playing dodgeball.”
He laughed. “You seemed interested until you found out they were playing with water balloons.”
“Getting hit by a water balloon is appealing more and more,” she mused as she missed the sack again. “In this heat, being doused with water would be a good thing, right?”
His grin was lethal. “That’s what I was thinking.”
His tone was both suggestive and teasing. Unable to repress her smile, Taylor shook her head and tried again to hack the sack.
“You’ll catch on. Here, let me show you.” Jack put his hands on her hips, then guided her leg through a series of motions where the bag rested on the medial aspect of her foot.
“Now, let’s try an inside foot delay. Just catch the sack. Don’t worry about doing anything with it at this point.” From about her chest height, he dropped the ball onto her foot.
It fell to the ground.
He walked her through the motions again. This time it rested on the inside of her foot. Over and over, he repeated his lesson until she was lifting her leg to catch the bag when he dropped it.
“You’re doing great,” he encouraged when she went several times in a row without missing. “Now, let’s try with the other foot.”
His patience amazed her and slowly she began to try to mimic the motions he walked her through time and again.
Soon a few others joined them on the grassy open area. Several others also had foot bags. Who knew people actually did this?
Before long, someone had music going and a foot bag challenge was on.
“Yeah, I’m sitting this one out.” Taylor tossed the sand-filled ball back to Jack. “You’ve got this.”
Waggling his brows, he and a half-dozen others kicked sacks around. After a few minutes only Jack and a guy named Will were moving to the beat, keeping their sacks in the air. A crowd gathered around them, chanting and urging them on.
“Go, Jack! Go, Jack!” she cheered, along with several others.
Will had his own cheer section, too.