Page 12 of Keeping it Real

He turned to find his agent, Collin Slater, standing there.Collin was holding a large envelope in one hand.

“Don’t even think about putting those million-dollar fingers anywhere near broken glass,” Collin said before shaking his head at Sheridan.“Can you believe this guy?”

To Alek’s utter dismay, Sheridan gave his agent the first real smile he’d seen on her lips since he arrived.He was pretty sure his chest was going to explode when she walked into Collin’s arms and hugged him enthusiastically.

Collin closed his arms around her waist before inhaling her scent, the same way Alek had earlier.Alek shot him a death glare.Collin’s eyes went wide before his lips began to twitch.The dickhead took his time untangling himself from Sheridan.

“My dad sends his regards,” Collin said, reminding Alek that he and Jamie were both represented by Collin’s dad, Marty, at one point.

Only Jamie was no longer a professional athlete who needed an agent.

“I would have been here sooner,” Collin continued.“But I was in Australia negotiating with a tennis player we want to add to our rosters.”

“She must be very pretty for you to go all the way down under during football season,” Sheridan teased.

Clearly, she was familiar with his agent.For some reason, the idea didn’t sit well with Alek.

Collin responded with a cat-ate-the-canary grin.“She does have incredibly well-toned,looonglegs.”

Sheridan made a sound that was more snort than laugh.

“For crying out loud, Collin,” Alek protested.

His agent winked at Sheridan before waving the envelope in the air.“I come bringing information.”His gaze landed on Sheridan, and he sobered up.“It seems your brother asked my father to draft a will for him a few days after his son was born.”

Sheridan gasped.

“Based on your reaction, I assume you were unaware it existed.Did he and Madison have anything new drawn up since then?”Collin asked.

“No.”Sheridan shook her head.“I’d hoped he might have something on his laptop, but somebody broke into the bar and stole Jamie’s laptop before I could check.”

“Are you kidding me?People suck.”Alek shook his head in annoyance.

“Probably just some kids who took advantage after learning that he’d died,” she said.“We checked with everyone we knew.But no one knew if Jamie had written one.”

Her answer had Collin’s shoulders slumping ever so slightly.

“A will definitely makes things easier.”She let out a relieved-sounding sigh.“My insurance company is making me jump through hoops to get Finn added to my policy.His inhaler alone is five hundred dollars without insurance coverage.”

Collin whistled softly.

Sheridan held out her hand.“Please tell your dad I said thank you.You can leave it with me.I’m sure you’ve got a sporting event to get to tonight.”

Collin nodded.“Monday Night Football in Boston.”He leveled a smirk at Alek.“Bergeron’s favorite quarterback is playing.”

Alek muttered a choice word as he shook his head in disgust.

“It means a lot that you came all this way to deliver it.”Sheridan reached over to take the envelope from Collin, but he kept it firmly grasped between his fingers.

“Actually, the will stipulates the contents be read aloud by Jamie’s representative, which is me.I hate to pull you away, but it shouldn’t take long.Can we find a quiet place?”

“You go,” Alek told her.“I’ve got this.”

Collin rolled his eyes.“What did I just tell you, moron?No touching the broken glass.You’re coming with me.”

Alek was seconds away from popping off on his agent.“I was going to find one of the kitchen staff to help,” he ground out.

“No can do,” Collin insisted.“I need you in the room when I read the will.”

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