And the thrill was gone.
“I may have also threatened to leak his real name to the press if he didn’t tell me where he was going two nights a week.”
I giggled, liking Harley even more. Trip looked up and waved at us before going back to the team.
“I might have to use that threat.”
“Wait, you know his name?”
“I’m treating his injuries at my PT office. It was in his file.”
“Oh, I bet he hated that.”
“You have no idea.”
“There are my parents.” Harley stood up and waved to get an older couple’s attention.
The mom noticed her first and pointed Harley out to her husband. The closer they got to us, the more my hands sweated. I was rubbing them up and down my legs when they reached us.
“Hey, sweetie.” Trip’s mom leaned over and kissed Harley on the cheek before setting up her bleacher seat.
“Hi. Mom, Dad, this is McKenna. She’s the San Diego state pitcher.”
I shook both their hands and wished I could be as composed as the other women around me.
“Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Butler.”
“Please call me, Selina and my husband Al.”
“Did you know Catwoman’s alias is Selina?” I spouted off and Harley cracked up next to me.
“I wasn’t aware,” Selina said, sitting down and patting the seat next to her for her husband.
He gave me a frown before settling down next to his wife. The game started and I was too busy laughing to wonder about Trip’s dad’s odd attitude.
“Mr. and Mrs. Butler?” Gwen asked, walking up the steps. Or more like glided up.
I looked down at my flip-flops and tucked them further back.
Trip’s parents stood and introduced themselves, asking Gwen to also call them by their real name. Harley introduced herself and then scooted over so she could see her son running for the ball around Gwen’s figure.
“I was hired by the Pappies to help salvage Trip’s reputation.”
Trip’s dad’s frown deepened as he shook his head, staring at his son.
“Well, you seem to be doing an excellent job. I have seen a huge difference in my son lately,” Selina stated, nudging her husband.
He peeled his eyes away from Trip and tried to wipe the frown off his face.
“Yes, well he has been easy to deal with. I have an idea that should solidify him back into everyone’s hearts.”
“And what would that be?” Harley asked, going rigid next to me.
“I can’t discuss the specifics as of yet but know it will be in the best interest for your brother.” Gwen pushed her sunglasses up on her face and turned away from Harley to address me. “I don’t think it’s in his best interest to have you here, though.”
Harley opened her mouth to argue, but I put my hand on her forearm to stop her.
“I was thinking the same thing,” Trip’s dad finally spoke up.
