Teasha poked her brother in the ribs as the handsome young man approached them. She almost giggled as she watched the new comer stare at Zach as if he had been struck by lightening. “Is this your bed?” she asked trying to break the ice.
“Err,” Waylon swallowed as he tried to get his mouth to function in sync with his brain.
“I’m Teasha,” she said determined to get things going between this boy and her brother.
“This is my brother Zach,” she almost giggled as his eyes flickered over her face to focus on her brothers.
Zach’s face turned beet red as if he just realized the boy was staring at him and not his sister. “Sorry I um,” he ran a nervous hand through his longish blond hair.