Coach Tammy guessed; Matt Bomer?”

“Nope! Guess again!”

“Taylor Lautner?”

“I’m a girl!”

“Can’t blame an undersexed gay guy for dreaming! Goldie Hawn?” “No, it’s me!” I release him and stretch out my arms.

“Isabella!” He opens his arms to me and squeezes me, “What are you doing here? Oh my God. You’re so skinny!”

One glance and he back away shaking his head suspiciously, “No! You’re not.”

“No what?” I said playing dumb. “Where’s Scott?”

I shake my head, “It’s a long story.”

“I don’t finish for another four hours, you want to wait around? I can give you my keys.”

“Please?”

“Sure, I’ll be home soon. Help yourself...