Page 49 of Like A Daydream
“Shit!” he says, pulling the marshmallow out of the fire, he blows on it to extinguish the flames and looks over at Andrew. “Good thing you like them crispy.”
“I have never, not once, eaten a burned marshmallow, JT,” Andy says, shaking his head gently so he doesn’t stir Danielle. “Get rid of that.”
“Wuss.”
“I don’t like chocolate flavored charcoal.”
“You ate a lot of worse things when we were in Albany,” Andrew says, raising a brow, “remember the hot dog soaked in vinegar?”
“Why would you ever mention that again?” JT groans, “I was in bed for aweek. I missed three games.”
“Yeah, I know,” Andrew says, “I’ve never seen a coach so pissed at a player’s stupidity, and we got up to a lot in Raleigh.”
“Like what?” Danielle asks, not moving her head from his shoulder.
“The dumbest stuff,” Andrew says, cutting his eyes to JT. “We were unsupervised, grown men with millions of dollars. You can imagine what that’s like.”
“Like that time, we both got arrested because we were drunk and dressed as Disney characters, running around Downtown at two in the morning,” JT says, eyes flashing with mirth. “Were you Daisy Duck or Minnie Mouse?”
“I was Goofy, you moron,” Andrew says, “Petrov was Minnie, and you were Daisy. And the reason we got caught was because you two wouldn’t stop singingParty in the USA.”
“Listen, when you’re dressed like a Disney character, you have to sing like a Disney star. Them’s the rules. I’m not the one who got pulled over for speeding on agolf cartwhen we were in Tampa.”
“I didn’t know you could speed on a golf cart,” Ainsley says, laughing.
“It was one of the ones that can go thirty-five,” Andrew says, grinning, “and I was in a twenty-five. The cops didn’t like that one, so I said ‘Do you even know who I am?’ It did not go well.”
“Then you tried to tell them you were me,” JT says.
“I thought it would work that time.” Andrew says, grinning. Danielle smiles from her spot on his shoulder, moving her hand back to her lap as she sits up. Andrew feels the loss of contact immediately, but she hooks an arm around his.
She’s never been clingy before, granted they hadn’t been in a situation where it was just the two of them casually. It’s confusing, and he’s trying to just let it happen and not read into it, but he can’t help himself and he wants to yell ‘will you date me’ at the top of his lungs because he’s so gone for her and –
In for seven, out for seven.
He breathes deeply, releases it. Roscoe comes up to the side of his chair and tilts his head, looking up at him. Andrew laughs, breathing slow helping his heart rate go down.
He has a feeling he’s going to be doing this a lot with this girl. He just hopes Roscoe doesn’t continuously think his heart speeding up means he’s about to have a panic attack.
“What do you mean ‘that time’?” Danielle asks.
“The first time was we were playing in Albany on the Farm Team,” JT says, “Andy got pulled over for going seventy in a thirty-five.”
“Listen, Griff let me borrow his Ferrari, there was no way that wasn’t going to happen.”
“He told the officer that pulled him over that he was me,” JT says, “and guess who the cop was?”
“How would we know a cop in Albany?” Danielle says, raising a brow. She’s grinning though.
“It was one of theO’Ryans.”
Danielle and Ainsley explode with laughter.
“There’s no way!” Ainsley says.
“I thought they were in Syracuse!” Danielle says. “But you got pulled over by one of them in Albany?”
“Leave it to me to get pulled over by someone that y’all went to high school with,” Andrew says, rolling his eyes. “Lucky I didn’t go to prison.”
