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“I don’t know if you’ve noticed,” Lucy says, “but the Montgomerys can pack away the food.”
Before I know it, the national anthem is played, the coin is tossed, and the game is underway.
“It’s so much better in person,” I hear my son say, and I smile over at Brynna.
“He’ssoexcited to be here. It makes me feel a little guilty that I didn’t let him come before.”
“Don’t feel guilty for trying to be a good mom,” Brynna replies.
“You did the right thing,” Olivia says, surprising me. “The press is a bunch of assholes. My dad did everything in his power to keep us away from them, too. And now, you have a place to bring him where he’s safer.”
“He probably appreciates it more now,” Stella adds with a nod. “Also? How cute is he? He’s wearing a Montgomery jersey!”
“He insisted,” I reply with a soft smile. “Because it’s Drew’s last name, and he said he had to represent Drew.”
“Okay, I’m officially in love with him,” Stella says, looking over at my son all dewy-eyed. “That’s the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard.”
I’m surprised halfway through the second quarter when the door opens, and my brother walks through it.
“Rome! What are you doing?”
“I had to at least swing over and say hello,” he says. “This seems to the be place to be.”
“It’ssofun, Uncle Rome,” Caleb announces. “Come sit with me!”
“Don’t mind if I do.” He snatches up a piece of pizza and makes his way down to sit with his nephew, just as Ike throws the ball for a thirty-yard pass, and it’s run into the end zone for a touchdown.
“That’s my man!” Sophie yells, jumping up and down. “Hell yes! Good job, baby!”
There are high-fives all around, and I look down in time to see Ike hurry to the sidelines, and Drew pats him on the helmet as he leans in to talk to him.
Watching Drew on the sidelines, doing his job so effortlessly, is incredibly sexy. His face is hard, his firm body strong as he stands with his arms crossed, chewing gum and watching the next play unfold.
The quarterback throws the ball, but it’s intercepted by our guys, and we have the ball back.
Drew starts talking into his headset, pacing along the sideline, and then claps his hands, and the next play begins.
“I think you’re good luck,” Rome says to Caleb, making him preen. “You can stay.”
“I want to come toallthe games,” Caleb says and tosses a puppy dog look my way. “Can we, Mom?”
“We’ll see.”
“You’re always welcome in here,” Sophie tells me. “I’m here for every home game. I try to go to the away games, too, but I’m always up here.”
“Thank you.”
It’s the fastest few hours of my life. The game passes so quickly, and at the end of the fourth quarter, with less than two minutes left, we’re down by three points.
“We need a touchdown, baby,” Sophie says. Her hands are clasped under her chin, and she’s rocking back and forth with nervousness. “Come on, Ike. You can do this.”
But on the next play, Ike is thrown to the groundhard.
“Fuckers,” Hudson mutters. “That’s a shitty hit. It should be illegal.”
I nod in agreement and breathe a sigh of relief when Ike stands up and seems to shake it off. In fact, he looksmad.
“That’s the face,” Sophie whispers. “That’s right, babe. You got this!”
