Nathan walked backwards and picked up his ball, swinging it confidently. "I'm good at a lot of things. You should know some of them by now. I'm not a complete mental twat, you know."

With that said, he turned around and tossed his ball down the lane, using a few hip thrusts to try and get it to crash into the pins. It worked...somewhat. He knocked about three more pins down which put him ahead of Caroline and behind the kid.

"And I'm a damn good bowler too," he said, walking back down the lane and smirking. "Better than you are, dearest. Suck it."

Oh, if only he could have meant that literally with her.