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“I don’t like him,” Dean grumbles.
“What?” I ask, shocked, then look at Easton. “What did you do?”
Easton’s hands fly up in defense. “I didn’t do anything.”
“Keep it that way,” Dean growls. “Marco will follow them,” he tells me, then levels Easton with an icy glare. “Do not lose him, got it?”
“Whatever, Dean. I won’t let her out of my sight,” Easton tells him, and a muscle clenches in Dean’s jaw.
“I saiddon’t lose Marco. You’re not taking anyone down with a hockey stick today, kid. Let the grownups do our jobs and stay out of our way.”
“Okay. Let’s put some of the testosterone away, shall we?” I grab my keys and look around at everyone. “Yes, you can ride with Easton and Kenzie. Marco will be behind you, and Dean and I will be in the car with him.”
“Ashlyn...” Dean whines—yup, whines—because that’s Dean. A deadly goofball. Not a combination you see often. “We don’t need three cars. I think it’s unnecessary for you both to even come to the game. We’ve got security in the suite. The entire family will be there, and I’ll be leaving with Brandon. It seems like overkill.”
Okay,overkillmay not be the best choice of words. But it seems like a lot.
“You questioning Sam, evil stepmother?” he chides.
“Who me, Mr. Supernatural? I mean, who would ever question Sam and Dean? Even evil beings shake in their boots when they run into you guys in your Impala.” We’ve been teasing each other for years, and even a stalker isn’t going to stop that.
“Hey, you loved the Impala.” His crooked smile pulls at his lips, and I laugh.
“Adults are so strange,” Kenzie groans.
Easton shoves her away. “I’m an adult, Kenz.”
“No, you’re not,” Kenzie and Lindy both answer.
“Let’s get this show on the road,” I tell the room, then herd them outside like cattle, more than ready to watch my favorite King kick some Sentinel ass on the field today.
* * *
My daughter, who was so scared yesterday, seems to have completely forgotten there’s a threat out there right now. At least, she has by the time we get into the private suite at Kings Stadium, surrounded by our family. “Come on, Mom. The sidelines are probably safer than any other place in the entire building. Plus, Marco will be with us, and Easton will come too.”
“I will?” Easton asks from the buffet with a plate full of food.
“I’m sorry, hockey boy. Were my words too big for you?”
“Listen here, skater girl. I graduated with honors, and you’re thinking about dropping out to be homeschooled. Wanna see whose IQ is higher?” Easton pushes back, but he puts down his plate and moves behind Lindy, Kenzie, and Brynlee. “Can we make this quick? I’m starving.”
Juliette kisses his cheek. “Don’t hit on any cheerleaders while you’re down there, okay, E?”
“No promises, Jules.” Easton ushers the girls out with Marco following behind, and I immediately turn to Dean.
“They’re safe?”
He nods and fades into the corner of the room, his guard up and on high alert.
Lenny joins Jules and me, looking out onto the field lovingly. “I heard Dixon’s retiring at the end of the season.”
“Yeah.” I sip my soda and look for him below. “He thought about it last year. But he knew going into this year, it would be his last.”
“Bash is thinking about it too. He never thought he’d see thirty on this field. He’s thinking about getting out while he can still move well enough to play with the boys. All these years later, he’s still thinking about med school.” She leans on the glass and looks down. “I always love to watch these games against the Sentinels. He loves them too. I think they’ll always be something special for him, getting to play on the same field as Brady and Murphy. It really does just bring it all home.”
Sometimes I forget that all these guys played together in college, even Brandon.
“Have I thanked you yet for the puppy that’s probably crying in a crate at my house right now, Eleanor?”
