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She giggled and wrapped her arm around him in return. “You’re right. It’s even better.”
Agree to disagree.
The game started and the Cubs took an early lead at the bottom of the first inning against Baltimore. The wind wafted the scent of popcorn through the air, and Austin turned, spotting a beer vendor.
“Thirsty?” He nudged Casey in the side and pointed.
“Always.” She smiled, seemingly resistant to tear her gaze from the field.
Pulling a twenty-dollar bill from his wallet, Austin handed it to the vendor and accepted two foaming cups of golden liquid. His lips split into a grin as he handed Casey a cup. “Please tell me this isn’t...” He cringed.
“You know it is.” She roared with laughter as her hand dropped to his knee and squeezed. “I mean, it’s kind of like our thing now though, isn’t it?” She tapped her cup to his. “Cheers.”
Austin nodded and brought the cup of Old Style to his lips, grimacing as the liquid met his tongue.I guess it is kind of our thing.The memory of Old Crow returned to his brain.And just where would I be without you right now?He smiled and gripped her tighter. “Cheers, Case.”
A boo hissed through the ballpark as Chicago allowed Baltimore to score a triple on a fielding error. The crowd groaned as Casey shuffled her feet, frowning into her beer. “E5,” she muttered.
This girl puts me to shame.
He grinned and nudged her in the side. “So, umm... can I ask you a question?”
“Ask away.”
“What would you think about my sister coming to visit?”
Casey smirked. “The one who loves N’SYNC? Absolutely!” Her hand returned to his knee and dragged along his thigh.
“She was like twelve when she was into boy bands. Not an adult like you.” He snorted, his gaze falling to her hand. She rotated her thumb in small circles, the sensation warming his body in the cool evening.
“Oh, whatever. I won’t buy us tickets to the Backstreet Boys tour then.”
“I thought you were an N’SYNC girl.” Her thumb stopped, and disappointment squeezed his heart.
“I mean, they’re the only ones still touring.” She giggled and leaned her head against his shoulder. “But I’d love to meet your sister, Austin. She’ll know all your embarrassing childhood secrets.”
The crowd erupted in cheers as each of their fellow bleacher ticket holders flew from their seats. A homerun ball bounced into the stands four rows away and a mob of drunken men dove for the ball.
“I don’t have any embarrassing childhood secrets.”
Casey straightened and gulped down the rest of her beer. “Umm, yeah right. We all have something that makes us cringe.”
He dropped his empty cup into hers. “All right, fine. You tell me one of yours and I’ll tell you one of mine.”
She tapped a finger to her cheek and lifted her gaze to the sky. “Hmm... okay well, you know how I’m a total klutz?”
“The defense rests.”
Casey rolled her eyes. “All right, so my mom thought it would be a good idea to put me in ballet lessons when I was like seven. And I kid you not, I single-handedly destroyed the entire recital. Swan Lake became a swan shitshow. I tripped two minutes into the routine and took down the whole line of dancers and some decorations.”
With a snort, he leaned forward and pressed his lips to hers.
Nothing about that is hard to imagine.
She giggled. “All right, it’s your turn. Don’t think your kisses will distract me, sir.” She smiled and poked him in the chest.
Austin laughed, capturing her hand in his. He planted a kiss on the tip of her ring finger. “You have to promise me that you’ll never tell anyone.”
With her hand still caught in his, Casey raised her pinky in the air. “A pinky swear is serious business. It’s a promise for life.” Her brow rose in jest.
