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“Well, this is the best, sure-fire way to find a woman by the end of the day. I’m going to invite Brooke and show off a bit.”
“Oh, you’re bringing her to watch you lose, are you?”
“Funny man. I’m a winner.”
“Glad we’re okay man.”
“For sure,” I said, holding out my fist. “Brothers for life.”
He bumped his fist against mine. If the afternoon game went well, Brooke would get pissed about other women hitting on me during the game, and she would leave without me having to break up with her or anything. It’s not like we were exclusive anyway.
I needed to concentrate on the one thing that mattered most – football.
I sent Brooke a text message with an invitation to watch me play at the touch-football game.
“Watch?” she wrote back. “I want to play.”
I sent her a winking smiley face in return, telling her I would pick her up around five.
TWELVE
Austin
Fall football games were the best, especially friendly ones where there wasn’t any tackling. I pulled up to Brooke’s house in my Camaro, freshly cleaned inside and out. The smell of leather hung thick in the air, just how I liked it.
She walked over from where she had been sitting on the porch and got in the passenger seat. The jeans and grey sweatshirt looked well worn.
“My football clothes,” she explained when she saw me checking her out.
“I didn’t say anything, but I was imagining that cute as hell body underneath the clothes.”
She smiled.
On the drive to the park north of campus, neither of us mentioned the events of the night before, or that we were about to attend a social event together. People would talk when they saw us together. I didn’t care. The only people invited were friends an
d teammates.
Still, it might be good to bring it up, I thought.
“Hey, you know football players aren’t supposed to have steady girlfriends or anything, right? Coach wants us all football all the time.”
“Oh, yeah,” she said. “I understand. It’s no big deal. I’m so busy now anyway. I mean, you’re good in bed and all, but I don’t have time for a real relationship right now either.”
“Right,” I said, somehow sad she hadn’t been offended by me bringing it up. “Let’s do this.”
I opened my door and got out of the car, stretching to the sky. She walked around the back of the Camaro and stopped at my side.
“Looks like they’re all here already,” she said, pointing to the grassy field sixty yards away.
“Yeah, I’m always late. It’s cool. You’re with me.”
“Big man on campus, huh?” she teased.
“You know it.”
I winked at her. Side by side, we made our way to the dozen others standing around with flags tucked into their belts or pants. Trey tossed a football up in the air, catching it confidently.
“It’s okay if you don’t play well,” I whispered.
