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He pulled out a photo album and dropped onto the bed next to me, flipping pages. He stopped on a prom picture. The girl was adorable, her dimples and blonde hair making her look sweet. She was also curvy like I am. Apparently, Brock had never shied away from his type.
"She's adorable," I said.
"Yeah. She ended up moving to New York and got into theater. We message back and forth sometimes checking in but we were better as friends," he explained.
"What's her brother doing these days?"
"Last I heard he was a real estate agent," he said with a shrug. "We didn't keep in touch. He's probably still an asshole. At least I grew out of my cocky phase."
"Dinner!" Darlene's scream echoed through the house and I heard her husband call something back. Brock rolled his eyes and held out a hand for me.
"We better get back. I'm sure she'll share every embarrassing story that comes to mind. Unless you want to fake a cold or something," he pleaded, giving me his best puppy dog eyes.
"No chance," I grinned, hopping up and pulling him after me. Now that I knew them I couldn't wait to spend more time getting to know them and all about Brock.
The table was set and Elias and Tate were already waiting when we got back. Brock sat me down next to him, across from the other guys, leaving the ends of the table for his parents. His mom said grace before doling out heaping portions of roast and potatoes, the homemade rolls rounding it out perfectly.
"So, I saw your desserts, those look incredible," Darlene said as we started eating.
"I can't take all the credit. Mom bakes and sells things at the farmers market, so she helped me get it ready. I wanted to make a good impression," I said easily.
Darlene waved me off.
"We loved you before we even met you. Brock never stops singing your praises," she reassured me.
Henry gasped as he stared over at the desserts on the island.
"Is she the one who sells those mini cakes and peanut butter cup cookies?" he demanded.
"She is," I confirmed.
"You have to marry her. Maybe I'll get a family discount," he joked. "She's always got the best treats."
"I'd be offended but I'm shit with baking," Darlene joked.
"We'll have to all get together sometime," I offered and they both nodded quickly. "I'll make sure to mention I know the way to your heart is peanut butter cookies."
Henry didn't argue with that.
"Should I tell her about the time you guys went to Brock's cousin's bachelorette party?"
Darlene's eyes sparkled as all three of my guys barked out a 'no.'
"Oh, now I've got to hear this."
Brock groaned and hid his face while I waited for all the details. I knew it was going to be an amazing story.
"Picture them coming home past two in the morning, wearing feather boas and singing at the top of their lungs. And that's just the beginning."
ChapterTwenty-Five
Brock
My face slammed into the plexiglass as I was thrown against it, one of the Pillagers’ players shoving me one last time before skating off.
This was not how I saw this game going.
The championship was unlike any other game we’d ever played before. We'd already beaten our opponent in the semifinal round of the playoffs. This was the deciding game of the finals and would determine the championship.
