Page 90 of Hot Stuff
I nod. “I know. I can’t work out how Pa got her here.”
“He reminded her that the four of us are in this together.”
“I don’t think she forgets.”
“No. But she does try to escape whenever she can.”
“She’s always been that way. I had to badger her into being friends when Fenton brought her home.”
Blake laughs. “I remember. I swear, you pestered her until she rolled over.”
“I’ll get her in on this too.”
“Don’t push her. She’ll come around. Once she sees the frenzy from the fans, her insatiable curiosity of human nature will make her want to study every aspect of the team, game, fans, she won’t be able to help herself.”
“I’m counting on it.”
“Maybe you could play to her journalist side?” Walker offers.
“I tried that.”
“But now you actually have the team and the public knows about it, and the next few weeks, hell months, are going to ramp things up.”
“True. I wanted her to do a behind-the-scenes thing.”
“She still could,” Blake says.
“She could.” I ponder the possibilities, but I know I probably won’t get my wish until we’re closer to playing in the league. Which means I’ve got over a year to wear her down. It took me less than that to convince her to be my friend.
“C’mon, food should be arriving any minute and I need to make a call to see about our hot shot.” Walker places his hand on my lower back and urges me out of the room. “I also need to call Shelby. Let her know what we decided.”
“Oh, did we decide?” I ask.
“Yeah, I think so. I really like the idea of each of us having a piece of our parents’ happy marriage to carry forward.”
Blake side-eyes me so I say, “His parents’ rings.”
“Ah.” She nods. “I’ll call my brothers, let them know not to bother coming over.”
“They can if you want to see them while you’re here.” Walker offers as we enter the living room to find Cami and Nat facing off.
“What’s going on?”
“Dickhead rang,” Cami spits. She’s the one who least favors Nat’s husband and isn’t shy about letting everyone know.
“What did he want?” Blake asks retaking her seat on the couch.
“A job.” Nat sighs. “I know you all don’t like him. I get why.”
“I wish you’d tell us why you’re still married to him.” I don’t voice my thoughts on the man or her reluctance to divorce him but I do want to understand why.
“I won’t be after the new year.”
Cami is out of her chair. “What? You’re divorcing him?”
“Yes.” Nat rubs at her forehead. “I have the evidence I need to make sure he can’t touch any of my personal wealth and we made sure long ago that he can’t touch Rogue or the Rogues.”
“What evidence? You’ve always been so tight lipped about the two of you.”
