Page 15 of Home Town Advantage
His jaw widens. “Thoseare red flags? They’re kind of petty. I bet you’re one of those chicks who has a long list of red flags on her phone. A whole folder dedicated to it.”
Kennedy proudly displays her phone. “You bet I do. I think everyone should, menandwomen. It reminds us of what we do and don’t want in a partner.”
Daylen shrugs. “That’s kind of a glass-half-empty approach to dating and life in general. I don’t believe in red flags. I’m a glass-half-full kind of guy. Instead of looking for red flags, I look for green ones.”
She challenges, “Tell me a green flag of yours, Mr. Perfect.”
“Someone who doesn’t have a list of red flags on her phone,” he cheerily replies.
Kennedy rolls her eyes. “What else?”
He scratches his chin. “Hmm. Good in bed.”
She lets out a laugh. “That’s just a nice way of saying that being bad in bed is one of your red flags.”
He winks at her. “Like I said, glass half full. And I don’t get many complaints in that department, sweetheart.”
She sighs. “Ugh. You’re a player. Also on my red flag list. You’ve probably slept with hundreds of women.”
He gives her a lopsided grin. “Thousands. Proud ofit.”
She shakes her head. “I hope you wrap it before you tap it, big guy.”
He nods enthusiastically. “When I was fifteen, my father showed me a thirty-minute PowerPoint presentation on why I should use condoms.” He deadpans, “It was all pictures of me.”
She scowls at him. “I feel like your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory.”
He rolls his eyes at her. I don’t think I’ve ever seen a woman annoy him as much as she’s clearly bothering him. “Sugar lips, I’m so well-equipped that when I was born, I got a girth certificate.”
We all chuckle at their interaction, though I can visibly see how uncomfortable Sulley is. I hate seeing her like this.
Presley leans toward Layla, “I’m the only one you’ve been with, right, cariño?”
She bites back a smile. “Yep, all the others were nines and tens.”
The group breaks out into hysterical laughter, but Layla simply grins and leans over to kiss his cheek. That’s how they are. She busts his balls, and he enjoys the attention while deeply loving her.
Daylen asks Sulley what he knows I want to ask. “Sulley, how are you adjusting to the city? I’m sure it’s a huge change for you coming from Bumfuck, Montana. Though I’ve been there and it’s a lovely town.”
She nods, unaffected by his attempt at humor. “It’s going well. Everyone has been super nice. We started practices. The team is already gelling well. I think we’ll be competitive in year one.” It’s unusual for expansion teams to be competitive right away, though I suppose the Anacondas won a league title in their first year in existence.
I can’t help but ask, “Where are you living?” I need to know.
Her face falls, and she mumbles, “I’m living with Palmer.”She points to the shy woman who Beau can’t stop staring at. “We’re just renting an apartment for this first season until we learn the city. I’m hoping to be able to buy a place in a few months.”
Finn would be so proud that she’s in a position to be able to buy her own house. I want to say this, but I know I’ve lost the right to do so. I ask, “Where’s the apartment?” I want to make sure she’s in a safe area. I’m suddenly worried that she’s not.
“Independence Mall. It’s a lively area.” She cracks her first smile, albeit a small one. “I love how full of history it is. It’s like high school textbooks coming to life.”
That’s a nice area of the city where the Liberty Bell and the Constitution Center sit. I don’t live too far from there. For now.
Daylen stands. “I’ll be back in a bit. I need to go point Percy at the porcelain.”
Palmer pinches her eyebrows together and speaks for the first time, albeit very quietly. “What does that mean?”
I sign in annoyance. “Daylen likes to come up with random ways to say he has to use the restroom. He gets off on it.”
Kennedy scoffs. “You’re a pig.”
