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I run my hand over the condensation forming on the bottle and think about my next move. Which is basically the same thing I’ve been overthinking for the past twenty-four fucking hours. When I look back at Becks, I want to wipe that shit-eating grin off his face.
“Come on. Tell me you didn’t change teams and fly across the country without a plan to win Lindy over? Didn’t I teach you better than that?” He looks utterly amused when I don’t answer. At least one of us is. “Since you’re herealone, I’m assuming you need to convince my baby sister to remain your wife.”
“Maybe,” I mumble, and this fucker laughs at me.
“How drunk were you?” He pushes with an edge to his tone. “Is that why she’s pissed? Or did you do something else to upset her?”
I’m not ready to talk about this yet. Not with Becks. Not with anyone. Not until I talk to Lindy. So instead, I lift my head and look at the closest man I’ve ever had to a father and give him the only thing I can. “It’s always been her, Becks.”
“I’m not the one you have to convince.”
He’s right. But he’s a safe place to start.
Becks stares at me for a minute, contemplating something. “Do you have a place to stay tonight?”
“No. I was gonna grab a room at the hotel in town.”
“Maybe you should go say hi to your sister first,” he challenges. “You know they have a third-floor loft that has a spare bed in it. And if you need something more permanent, we haven’t filled one of the condos on the floor below theirs. Maddox and Callen are in the other one, so we haven’t been in a rush to fill their neighboring unit.”
I push back from my chair and grab my bag from the floor as my plan starts to come together. “You’re a fucking genius, Becks.” With a quick hug and slap to his back, I make my way to the door before he can stop me. “Tell Jules I’ll stop by after I check in with the Revolution tomorrow.”
“Coward,” he laughs as I open the door.
I’m not a coward.
I’m a man on a mission.
“Hey, Becks... Any chance I could borrow a car?”
* * *
Lindy
“Kenz...” I call out as I turn the TV on and find the show. “We’re about to start.” Myrtle and I snuggle up on the couch in front of the fire with a bowl of popcorn and a bottle of wine for me and a special cookie for her.
Bryn reaches over and grabs a handful of popcorn, dropping a few on the couch, which Myrtle inhales immediately. “Come on. I’m pressing play.”
“I’m coming,” Kenzie calls back from the kitchen before she walks in with a plate of nachos. “Did you start?”
“Not yet.”
We have a somewhat unhealthy addiction to a teen soap opera about a group of football players at prep school calledThe Kings Of Kroydon Hills. It’s based on a book series the twins’ Aunt Nattie wrote. The whole town went nuts when it was released on a streaming service last year. The only bad thing was we binged all twelve episodes in one weekend and had to wait an entire year for season two. It finally dropped today.
There’s a knock at our door, and Bryn and I look at Kenz. It’s her turn to answer since she was the last to sit down. House rules.
“Fine. I’ve got it. But you better pause it.”
“The guys aren’t coming near us tonight. They know we were planning on watching this.”
I throw a piece of popcorn at Bryn. “Like the guys would knock.”
“True.”
We both turn when Kenzie squeals. “Easton? What are you doing here?”
Brynlee grabs my hand, flipping the popcorn bowl over onto the floor in the process, as the two of us spin around on the couch and stretch to look down the hall.
You havegotto be kidding me.
