Page 43 of The Toughest Play


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Why not?

Why do I need a reason?

Because I want you here.

As sweet as his words are, I just spent the last five hours surrounded by other people and I might need some time alone.

I’m just leaving the stadium now. I’ll see how I feel once I’m home.

I have leftover sundae supplies.

That is tempting. I really love ice cream. Especially on a hot day. My stomach growls, reminding me I haven’t eaten aside from the protein bar I had on the way to the stadium.

I’ll see how I feel once I’m home.

I really want you to come, but I’ll forgive you if you don’t.

How generous of you.

I’m picturing your grumpy expression as you typed that reply.

Did you picture me holding up my middle finger too?

No. But you may have been topless.

I laugh out loud and hurriedly look around, as if he can see me. He can’t know how funny I found that text to be. I’d never hear the end of it.

Let me guess, you’re too busy laughing to reply.

I shake my head. He’s incorrigible and annoying at the same time. He’s also kind of adorable.

Nope. I didn’t even crack a smile.

Liar!

I’ve gotta run.

Drive safe.

Aww, that’s sweet.

I will.

Slipping from my desk, I shut off the light and close up my office. I exchange polite smiles with everyone I see on the way out to my car.

Luckily, the fans have all left the stadium, so there’s no line of traffic for me to sit in while I’m trying to leave the parking lot. The drive home is uneventful aside from me belting out the lyrics to some of my favorite songs.

When I pull in the driveway, Scarlett is watering the flowers in the window boxes. While we both take turns tending to them, she’s the one with the green thumb. She’s winding up the hose when I exit my car. I hip check the door closed and smile at my best friend. Tall and willowy, wearing a red bikini top and cutoff jeans, she’s most men’s version of the perfect woman.

“Hey, you,” I call out as I walk up the driveway.

She gives the handle a final crank and smiles at me. “How was the game?”

I pause at the edge of the walkway. “It was good. We won.”

“That’s great.”

“It’s only preseason but they looked pretty good… except for Brett.”

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