"It's weird that you catch with your right hand but throw with your left," I say breaking the awkward silence as he uses his finger to dab cream on my face,

"It's weird that you're the exact opposite," he answers then moves his hand grabbing more cream placing it back on my cheek.

"Didn't know you had throws like that in you," hearing a quiet snort after I say that I look at Gentry who's trying not to smile.

When his eyes meet mine Gentry moves his hand bringing it down, ...