When Erica laughed liked she did, Malachi couldn’t help but laugh too, “That’s right! That’s right! I’m spunKEE boy!”, he chuckled, flexing his biceps. Then, pulling a serious mask over his grin, he informed her, “…and I’m glad that you like me, cause I think I kinda like you too!”

“Whiny? You’ve dated whiny boys?”, he scooted close and gave her a one-armed hug, “Poor baby…or maybe I should feel sorry for that poor Joe. I’ll bet you chewed him up and spit him out.” Suddenly, when she spoke of dating a girl, Mal scrunched his face up, “Whoa…you’ve dated a girl? Was she cute?”

Malachi’s eyebrow arched and he snickered, “Hah! You might think I’m beating them off with sticks!”, then he got a funny look on his face, “Let’s just say I do well on the party circuit.”