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As tempting as his offer might be, I probably shouldn’t. It’s one thing to go over there as repayment for a favor, like I did theother night, but that situation is over and done with. There’s no reason for me to accept this invitation aside from wanting to.
“Autumn, there you are. I was looking for you,” Brett says. He leans over and presses a kiss to my cheek. With my gaze still on Rogan, I witness the flattening of his lips and the narrowing of his eyes. He’s visibly annoyed.
Brett straightens back up and glances at Rogan. “O’Rourke, I didn’t see you there.”
“Well, now you do. Autumn and I were in the middle of a conversation.” Rogan’s smile is tight.
“We’ll talk later,” Brett says, touching my arm.
I nod and say, “Okay.” But I have no intention of speaking with him later or any other time. After he stopped by my house last week and guilted me into posting about him, I was so disappointed in myself. My days of being used by Brett are over.
Rogan shakes his head as he watches him walk away.
“I should get back to work,” I say.
He nods. “Yeah. Coach is about to round us up anyway.”
“Congratulations on the win.”
“Thank you.” He smiles, and we go in separate directions. I wander through the sea of large, muscular men in search of Frankie and Lisa. When I finally find them, Lisa looks a little dazed.
“Are you okay?” I ask.
“I’m wonderful. Just trying to take it all in so I can remember this as a highlight of my life when I’m an old lady.”
I laugh. “This is only the first of many locker room visits to come.”
She places her hand on her chest. “Then I may not survive the entire season. I don’t think my heart has ever beat at such an elevated tempo. Not even when I’m exercising.”
“How are you doing, Frankie?” I ask.
“I’m good.”
“Are you as excited to be in here as Lisa is?”
“Yeah, but not for the same reason,” he says. “Some of these guys are like heroes to me. They’ve been playing for the Silverbacks since I was a kid.”
At only twenty-one, he still seems like a kid to me, even though I’m only five years older.
I get some quotes from a few players from the defense to use with some of the action shots I took. Lately, I’ve been focusing more on the offense, and I want to make sure I’m being fair to the whole team.
We leave the locker room and it’s a quick walk to my office. Frankie uploads all the footage to my laptop before he takes off.
“Lisa, you can get out of here too.”
“Are you sure? I’m happy to help.”
“I’m positive.”
She smiles. “Okay, cool. Enjoy the rest of your day.”
Focusing on my work, I’m able to knock it out in much less time than I anticipated. I turn off my laptop, and I’m gathering up my things when my phone chimes.
Rogan: Are you coming over?
Propping my hip on the side of my desk, I read through his text three more times before I type out a reply.
Me: I don’t think so.
