Rakim blinked, snapping out of the trance he'd unknowingly fallen into while staring at the girl. He quickly let go of her waist, after seeing that she had regained her footing trying to act casual as he offered an apologetic smile. "No problem," he said, scratching the back of his head awkwardly. "Sorry about that, didn't see you there."
Not quite understanding why he was feeling shy which wasn't like him whose ego is the size of Texas especially when he is on a football field. Her being a sight, in general, shouldn't make him feel this way since he had practically grown up around a lot of good-looking people. Still looking at the black cargo trousers that encased her long legs and hugged her curves in all the right places caused his gaze to linger for a second longer than necessary.
