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“Yourimpression of him?”
Spencenoted the anger inDave’sexpression, his darkened brown eyes similar toKim’s. “Whenhe doesn't get his way, the egotistical brat pitches a fit.Blowhard.Notused to getting rejected.Sleazydouchebag.”
Davenodded with a tight smile. “Beer?”
“Justwater,”Spencereplied. “Rehydratingafter practice.”
Daveplaced the order. “Openingday’s coming up, right?”
“Thursday—we’re ready.”Helooked at the conversation betweenKimandLauren.Davechuckled and followed his gaze.
“So, you andKim—together?”
“Werealized that our feelings had moved beyond friendship.”
“DoIneed to describe what’ll happen if you hurt her?”Dave’stone was light, but his eyes belied his intent.
Spenceheld up his hand. “Igot you.Kim’svery special to me—I’lltreat her with respect.”
Daveseemed satisfied. “You’regood for her.Iam glad you’re helpingKimget involved in campus life because she’s prone to shutting herself off in her dorm.”
“DidKimtell you she’s the team’s unofficial scorer?Theguys look forward to her post-game analysis; some even call her ‘coach.’”Spencelifted two drinks from the bar asDavegave his card to the bartender to swipe.
Davedidn't bother hiding his smirk. “Don’tunderestimate her baseball knowledge.Hockey, either.”
“That’sfor sure.Ican see her working in sports information.”
“Sendthat positive energy her way.”Davepicked up the remaining drinks. “You’lltell me if the asshat shows his face?”
“Ofcourse.”
Kimglanced atSpenceas they walked toward her dorm. “Thanks.”
“Forwhat?Thatwent well, right?”Spencelinked his hand with hers. “Ihad a great time.”
“DidDavethreaten you?”
Spencelaughed, then leaned to kiss her forehead. “Hedidn’t need to,Popcorn.Dave’smore concerned aboutHendricks.”
“Youdon’t thinkFinn’sgone?”KimwatchedSpence’seyebrows rise at her question.
“Surehope so.Daveasked me to tell him if the jerk shows his face around here.”
Kimlaughed. “Finn’smisfortune if he does.”Sheturned to face him after grabbing his arm. “I’msorryIdragged you into this.Youdon’t need to worry about me or watch out for him with everything going on and opening day this week.”
Spencehugged her. “Dave’sgreat.Andno, you didn’t drag me into anything.Ivolunteered, remember?AndIagree with your brother—if something seems off, don’t dismiss it.I’mnever far.”
“Iget it.Butlet’s put our energy into opening day and the tournament!Ican’t wait for your game.”Kimreached to kiss his cheek. “Doyou want to come up for a while?”
“Justfor a few minutes.”Hepushed the door open afterKimscanned her access card. “Nopractice tomorrow, butI’llwork out before class.”
“ThenIwon’t race you up the stairs.”Kimlaughed as she sprinted to the fourth floor.Spencepaced himself, and they entered the hallway together.Studentswere engaged in whatKimthought of as “happy hour.”Theydragged cushions into the hall, leaned against their doors, or rolled desk chairs to their doorways.
Spenceknew many of the students by name, thoughKimrecognized most.Hestopped to chat with a group of underclassmen who had questions about the upcoming baseball season.WhenNataliebeckoned her,Kimwalked ahead.
“So... you andSpence?Ipredicted you two would hook up.”
Kimhoped her face didn’t flush. “He’ssort of irresistible.”
