Page 21 of The Toughest Play


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“Hey, I really like to entertain the people who support me. I appreciate all their comments and the encouragement they give me. And to be honest, I’ve tried to make reels but I don’t enjoy the process. The last thing I want to do after spending my day at work is lose my mind putting them together. If I get the pictures right, the music cuts out at the wrong time. If the music and pictures are right, the captions don’t follow along with the correct slides. By the time I’m done, I’ve lost an hour I’ll never get back and I want to smash my phone into a million pieces.”

“It’s not for everyone,” she says.

“Maybe I need you to teach me how to make reels.”

“If you’re enjoying your memes and your fans are too, why bother switching it up?” she asks.

“Yeah, I guess for now I need to focus on playing football.”And making her laugh.

“It seems to be working for you.”

“Thank you. ButI’ve been warming the bench for too long, and this season, that changes.”It’s my time to shine.

I make the turn down her street and then the one into her driveway. I’m not sure what I expected her home to look like, but it’s not the picturesque beach cottage in front of me.

“Nice house.”

Her lips curve into a small smile. “Thanks. It’s our pride and joy.”

“Our?”Jesus, please don’t let Brett be the other part of that equation.

“My best friend and I bought this house for a steal and fixed it up. It’s been a two-year process but we’re pretty much done now. Aside from a few small things anyway.”

“It looks like you’ve done an amazing job.” Even the landscaping is well maintained, and there are pink, white, and purple flowers overflowing from boxes mounted underneath the front windows.

“Thanks. It’s a labor of love, for sure.”

“Did you do all the repairs yourself?” I ask. I’m still not ready for her to get out of my Jeep.

“We did all the painting, tiling, and we refinished the floors. But we hired someone to do the bigger stuff like the kitchen cabinets, plumbing, and electrical.”

The front door opens and a tall brunette comes out onto the landing.

“Is that your best friend?”

Her full lips curve into a wide smile that lights up her face. I even see her straight teeth. She’s so fucking beautiful, she steals my breath like a blow to my solar plexus.

She undoes her seat belt. “Yes, that’s Scarlett.”

“Seems like she wants to make sure you’re okay.” I open my door. “I guess I better meet her.”

“No, that’s not necessary,” she says, but I’m already sliding out to stand in the driveway. She hurries from her side and rounds the front of the Jeep. “Hey, Scar. This is Rogan.”

“It’s nice to meet you. You must be special if Autumn calls you her best friend.”

She smiles. “Oh, I am, and it’s nice to meet you too.”

Autumn gestures toward me. “My car wouldn’t start and Rogan gave me a ride.”

“Is this the same Rogan that Brett’s been melting down over?” Scarlett asks, walking closer.

I grin. “He’s melting down over me?”

“Oh yeah, big time. He’s giving my girl here all kinds of grief too.”

My grin instantly fades. “That asshole. Do I need to speak with him?”

“God no,” Autumn jumps in. “I can handle Brett.”

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