Riley
I end up sitting next to Reid while we eat. “This is nice,” Evie says after taking a bite of her chicken.
“The food?” I ask.
“No, I mean the four of us.” I arch a brow at her, and she continues. “We’re just missing Slate and Tessa.”
“And Quint,” I remind her.
She pauses a moment. “Yeah, and Quint.”
“Does Slate have a game this weekend?” I ask.
Zane nods. “Yeah. He’s got a tournament; so, they’re both gone for a few days.”
“Did you see Tessa last night?” Evie asks with a wide smile.
“No, I missed it. Was she good?”
“Yes. She stepped into her broadcasting role like she was made for it,” Evie says with a huge smile.
“She was definitely made for it,” Zane adds. “She’s knows more stats about our players than all of us combined.”
Evie smiles. “I’m so glad she gets to do this. Last year she was a History major.” She shudders. “Sports is much more her thing.”
“Not playing them, though,” Zane says with a laugh. Even Reid chuckles at that.
I look around the table. “I feel like I’m missing something.”
“Tessa hates playing sports,” Evie fills me in. “Like legit hates it, which makes it all the more funny when she plays with Slate because he’s like all in for every sport.” Evie’s eyes light up. “You’ll have to join us.”
“Oh, I’m officially invited to Sunday afternoons now?” I ask with a pointed look at Zane.
Evie glances at him with a frown. “You wouldn’t let her come before?”
“She was always too busy to come; don’t let her fool you. My sister is a master manipulator.”
I widen my eyes at Zane. “I am not.”
He grins. “You are. You can get anything you want, any time.”
I gasp in feigned outrage. “That is so not true.”
He shakes his head at me, still grinning. “You can get Dad to do anything you want him to. Admit it.”
I ponder that a moment. “Okay, well...”
“See,” Zane says waving a hand towards me.
“As if Mom doesn’t think you walk on water,” I counter.
His grin turns smug. “She does think that, doesn’t she?”
I roll my eyes. “Oh, my word.” But there’s no heat in my words. My brother is pretty great, and he’ll be the next alpha. He’ll make a great one.
“When does basketball start up for you, Riley?” Evie asks.
“September 21st. It’s just over four weeks away.”
