“To a degree…”
“I know, my behavior toward them can affect what they think but really, is that in my control?”
“No. I guess not.”
“And this conversation took a somber turn. Enough of that. Tell me about Oakley and Walker.”
“Well, their story is one for the books, that’s for sure.”
“So tell me.”
“We sent her to get his signature on a contract to coach the Rogues and instead she got his signature on a marriage certificate.”
“Wait. They met and got married straight away?”
“No. Yes. Let me think… Two weeks? I think it was two weeks but that’s not what the public believes.”
“Oh?”
“We signed him to be the face of Rogue’s new elite athlete line almost a year ago. Before his injuries. As far as the world knows they met then, and the friendship developed over time, culminating in their wedding last week.”
“I don’t know either of them very well, then or now, but what I do know makes me think they would be a good match.”
“They are. You’ll see for yourself when we head to Baton Rouge.”
“I’m looking forward to it.”
“First you’ll get to see Mom and Dad.”
“I’m looking forward to that too. Even if I’ve got some apologizing and explaining to do and I’m terrified they’ll throw me off their property the second they lay eyes on me.”
“They won’t. And once you tell them, they’ll understand.”
“I don’t need them to understand. I just need their forgiveness.”
“I’m sure you’ll get it.”
“I guess we’ll see.”
“We will. And when I’m right, I’ll be thrilled to sayI told you so.”
“You always were happy to shout from the rooftops when you won.”
“Still am.”
“Which roof did you shout from when you signed the contract for the Rogues?”
“Mine.”
“Yours?”
“Yes. My house. In Baton Rouge. Then we all shouted from the top of the still under construction arena building.”
“Fitting.”
“We thought so.”
“I think so too.”