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He’d had this custom library done for my sister, so she’d decided to design a room just for him. When she pushed the door open, my jaw fell open. They’d done a lot to this room since I’d seen it last. There was a wall with four large television screens and a leather couch. They’d put in a bar area with cherry wood and a marble countertop in the corner. There was a pool table in the center of the room and dark-framed sports photographs hung all over the wall.

I immediately noticed Lincoln’s framed jersey hanging on the wall and walked toward it.

“Hey, I haven’t been friends with him for that long. When did you find time to get his jersey framed?” I said, my voice all tease. I actually liked that Maddox was a super fan because Lincoln deserved all the fanfare. The man worked so hard.

“He already had it, and he’d kept it in the garage until you gave the thumbs-up,” Georgia said over her laughter.

“I got it for him for Christmas two years ago.” Wyle glanced at the jersey before looking over at Lincoln, who was reading something on the wall.

“What are you reading?” I asked as I walked in his direction.

I was stunned to see several of my articles framed and hanging on the walls.

“I loved this article that you wrote about Hawk,” Lincoln said. “I just didn’t know you wrote it at the time, nor had I put it together until now. You did the man justice, and he deserves that.”

I felt a lump form in my throat and turned to see everyone watching me. Maddox raised a brow when I gave him a questioning look.

“It’s a sports room. Of course, we want to have your words on the walls in here. We’re proud of you,” Maddox said. “Hell, I was willing to hate my favorite player for you until he made things right.”

“You did give it a try, and I appreciate it. And thank you for including my work in your man cave. I’m honored.”

The next hour was spent with Maddox and Wyle asking Lincoln endless questions and talking about some of their favorite moments of the games they’d been to over the years.

Georgia and I sat on the couch, and she showed me her top three favorite dresses that she’d narrowed it down to. We had plans to go with my mom and Lila to the city together to watch her try them on next week. She showed me the color scheme for the wedding, which would be taking place in Paris, France, at the end of the summer. Hugh and Lila’s wedding was coming up in a few weeks and would be taking place here at Georgia and Maddox’s home. They’d be bringing in a large tent and tables and even port-a-potties for guests.

I couldn’t believe my brother and my sister would both be married in a few months. I’d been so busy with work and my new client that I’d lost track of time, and things were getting real now.

We’d ended up ordering takeout and having dinner all together, and now everyone was acting like they’d known Lincoln their entire lives.

“So, do we have to wait until the end of the week to know where you’re playing?” Maddox asked, and I glanced over at Lincoln. I hadn’t told a soul because it wasn’t my secret to tell. Well, not yet, at least.

Lincoln chuckled. “I think I can trust you. I mean, you didn’t want to hate me on her behalf, but you followed through. That’s a good man.”

“Dude. It will go to the grave with us.” Wyle held his hands up dramatically.

I laughed and used my hand to cover my mouth. “It’s being announced in a few days. You don’t have to go to the grave with it.”

“You know what I mean,” he said, glancing from me to Lincoln.

“I’m heading to New York,” Lincoln said, without an ounce of hesitation.

“I knew it!” Maddox shouted. “I bought the season tickets already because I didn’t want to risk them selling out.”

“Well, be honest, Bossman. You bought season tickets in three places because you didn’t totally know where he was going.” My sister chuckled.

“You bought tickets for three teams?” I gasped.

“That’s if you don’t include the fact that we already have the season tickets in San Francisco,” Wyle admitted.

“Well, yeah. I had them in San Francisco. I got some in New York. But there was some talk about Chicago and Tampa.” Maddox shrugged. “But I can sell them. It was worth it.”

The room erupted in laughter.

“Damn. You do not mess around. Thanks, buddy. Hey, if you guys ever want to come down onto the field, just let me know.”

Maddox and Wyle both gaped at him.

“That’s a hard yes,” Wyle said.

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