Page 50 of Hot Puck
“Nothing. I’m sure even when he signs the papers and we’re divorced, he’ll find ways to annoy me.”
Shaking my head, I say, “I don’t understand that.”
“Money makes people do stupid things.”
“Okay,thatI understand.”
“He’s getting a lot of money to sign the divorce papers but if he doesn’t, he thinks he’s got access to more.”
A horrible thought hits me. “What if something happens to you? Please tell me you have a will that excludes him.”
“I do. And most of the money is tied up in trusts preventing him from getting to it if he contests my will.”
“I hate that I’m thinking about you not being here but are you sure the business, the team, is protected?”
“Yes. It’s all taken care of. When we formed KAW and began operations for Rogue sportswear, we went to a lawyer and had every legal avenue looked at. Only the four of us can inherit the business. Although I guess we need to revisit that now that Oakley and Blake are married with kids.”
“Something to think about.”
“You need to think about it too.”
I hate that I have to because that means something has happened to me and the girls are alone. “I know. I did a quick will when I signed the guardian paperwork and various other papers about our parents’ estate.”
“We can work on it after you sign your contract.”
I grin. “Now that’s paperwork I’m happy to deal with.”
“You’ll be negotiating with Oakley. I can’t do it because it would be a conflict of interest.”
“Because you’re helping me? With the girls?”
“Yes. But more because you’ll be living in my house.”
“I thought we weren’t going to tell anyone that.”
“We won’t. But it won’t be a secret either. And I think it would be better if Oakley deals with you and your agent.”
“Drake said he’d fly in to meet me.”
“Get him to meet you in Baton Rouge. He represents a few of our players as well as our head coach.”
“That’s right, I forgot he was Walker Alcott’s agent.”
“He has Branton on his books too. In fact he represents several of our players.”
Damn. I knew Drake was good. I’ve heard good things about him over the years but knowing I’ll share an agent with Walker Alcott and Branton Lattimer-Watts is like icing on top of my dream cake.
A shrill cry followed by the twins hollering, “Candace is awake,” breaks us out of our conversation.
“I’ll get her, you grab something to eat,” Natalie says over her shoulder, already on her way to follow her own instructions.
I watch her go. The ease with which we split duties in this parenting gig makes me think I can do right by my sisters.
And I know her unwavering confidence and support has done a lot to help me see I’m capable of being the parent figure my parents would want for their daughters.
If they can’t be here, they believe—believed—I’m the next best thing, and I don’t plan to let them down.
For me, for the girls.
