Page 95 of Comeback
“Ooooh. Is this a new chain?” she asks, leaning closer to his chest to look at the diamond necklace he’s wearing.
“Yep. Got it yesterday. You like?”
“Ilove. Are those emeralds?”
“Mhmm.” He holds it up with a finger and she moves even closer.
Slade must feel me burning a hole into his forehead because he glances up at me. Then the fucker smirks.
Sabrina is going on about how the jewelry is so pretty, all while still standing way too close to my teammate who is enjoying riling me up.
“Wanna try it on?” he asks her.
“Oh, I couldn’t.”
“I insist.” He reaches back and unhooks it, then places it around Sabrina’s neck.
“It’s heavy,” she says. She turns to me. “What do you think?”
“You’re gorgeous but, baby, if you don’t take off Slade’s necklace, I might have to punch my teammate.”
Her mouth drops open, and she glances back at Slade’s wide smirk. She swats at him. “Stop provoking my man.”
“It’s too easy, baby cakes.”
She takes off the necklace and gives it back to Slade. As soon as she does, I wrap my arms around her waist from behind and pick her up.
“Aww, come back,” Slade calls as I carry Sabrina away. His booming laugh is joined by several others. “Don’t go, Holland. I’ll stop hitting on your girl.”
I lead her over to a quiet area. She’s giggling when I set her down.
“Much better,” I say. There’s no one else around, just how I like it.
She turns to me and runs her hands up my chest. “That was unnecessary. Slade’s not really my type.”
“Too handsome?” I joke.
“His jewelry is better than mine.”
I laugh and she smiles back at me.
“I’ve missed you this week.”
“You have seen me every day,” she says.
“Still true.” My phone buzzes in my pocket. I hook one arm around her waist and fish it out with my other. “Sorry. My brothers have been blowing me up all night.”
I read through the texts. Knox went to Minnesota to watch the game and Hendrick is hosting a watch party at the bar. Both brothers have been sending messages all night. It’s a big deal and I think we might be more nervous than Flynn is about the game. Even Brogan has somehow found the time to join in.
“It’s fine. Tonight is a big night for all of you. What’s the score?”
“Still tied at one. Flynn’s pitching now.”
“Pull it up.” There’s excitement in her tone that matches my own.
“You want to watch the game?”
“Of course I do.”
