Without missing a beat, Ashleigh feigned offense. "Don't insult me," she told him. "I throw way better than you." She bumped her hip against his as they walked and smiled up at him. She was teasing but she wasn't lying about having a good arm... though, she'd embellished a little when she said that she was better.
Ed had absolutely no reason to be insecure about his ability as Quarterback. She'd watched him on the field many times and he was completely and utterly amazing. (An opinion she'd had before she'd gotten to know him.)
"Oh, I don't know," she grinned widely. "Something that shows off those muscles of yours..."