Page 104 of A Million Times, Yes
“I’m sure it’s the same level of ridiculousness.”
“You’re probably right.” I picked up the two hundred pages and dropped them into my trash can, thinking of the email I was going to spit off to the design staff that would warn them to never send me two hundred pages of anything ever again. “I have a lot of ideas for this team. Things I want to do that have never been done in the NBA.”
“Then do it. You know Dad’s all about taking risks, and he has endless faith in you. Start the trendsetting so every other team in the league sees what the Clovers are capable of and what we have to offer, and the waitlist for season tickets will soar.”
“I—” The ringing of my cell cut me off. I looked at the screen and held it up for Gavin to see before I swiped my finger across and switched to speakerphone. “Hi, Grandma.”
“Jordan, my dearest, how are things?”
I smiled at my brother. “I’m sitting at my desk in the office and Gavin is here with me, so you called at a good time.”
“Hi, Grandma. How’s the dancing going?” Gavin asked.
“You know I’ve been giving this new knee a good run for its money. In fact, the other night, I put it to the ultimate test.”
“If you’re talking about your date with the girls, I heard all about it.” I laughed and leaned back in my chair. “Did you have a good time with Maya and Emily?”
“The best, darling. We had the loveliest dinner, and then I brought those two gals to the game, as you know. A night filled with laughter and wonderful memories. I’m surprised they want to hang out with a weathered bird like me.”
“According to Maya, it was one of the best nights she’s had in a long time. Her and Emily are already talking about your next outing, which they’re planning and insisting on paying for.”
“Who knew I still had that spunk.” She let out a small laugh. “I heard that you and Gavin were watching the game from the owner’s suite.”
There were no fucking secrets in this family. At least we communicated, but no one knew how to keep their mouth shut, and I knew it wasn’t Maya or Emily or Gavin who had told her.
Which left only one other person.
“We were,” I admitted.
“And you never came down to kiss your grandmother?”
Right there was the reason why Gavin and I hadn’t wanted her to know we’d attended the game.
“We wanted to give you time with the ladies, Grandma. We didn’t want to crash your party. And we didn’t want to take any of the attention away from you. It was your evening, not ours.”
Gavin silently held up his hand like he was holding a glass and tipped it toward his mouth, which caused both of us to quietly laugh. The other reason why we hadn’t gone down to see her was because my brother and I had been far too liquored up to face her.
We’d needed a guy’s night.
And we’d hit it hard.
“I understand that, but I want to spend time with my boys too. That means you and Gavin need to make your way over for some milk and cookies. I just made peanut butter kisses. I know how much you love those.”
I patted my stomach, even though sugar was the last thing my joints needed. “They’re my favorite, Grandma.”
“They’re not my favorite,” Gavin countered.
“Don’t you worry, my pumpkin. I’ll make you some chocolate chip ones that I know you’ll love. They’ll be ready tomorrow afternoon at four. I’ll see you then.”
“I—”
“No excuses. I’d like you to bring Ben as well, and I’ll make my little one some cupcakes. Toodles.”
The line went dead, and I set my phone on my desk.
“That woman,” Gavin groaned.
“Did you hear how she just sold us? And gave us no choice? What if we had dinner plans? What if we had a business meeting?” I shook my head.
