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I shook my head. “You still call him Brett Broudou.”
She blinked at me. “I do?”
I nodded.
“Oh.” She finally let go of my arms, stepped away, and shrugged. “Well, I mean, a guy who slams your sister’s would-be kidnapper to the ground is kinda legend in my mind. He was kinda legend already.” Her eyes sharpened. “Don’t let him know I said that.”
She turned toward the hallway.
“Where are you going?”
“I need to do my sisterly duties and, you know, check out the place. I didn’t get the chance after the hospital.”
“You’re going to snoop.”
She raised her chin in the air. “Checking the place out. Snooping. It’s all the same. Now, you going to be okay while I’m gone or do I need to stay and make sure I’m a lifejacket for you?”
I grinned, some of the tension easing, but that ocean was still in me. I didn’t think it’d ever seep out. “No. I’m good. I need to work.”
“Okay. Have fun working!”
I’d just settled in when my phone buzzed next to me.
Brett: How’s the day?
Me: Good actually. Lo is snooping around your place.
Brett: Ask her to keep an eye out for a Mustangs jersey. I got that signed by Cutler Ryder, and after the move, I can’t find it.
I smiled. It was easier and easier for me to do that. Smiling. Grinning. I hadn’t done a ton of it before Brett.
Me: Will do. Is everything okay with the team? Why were you called in so early today?
Brett: They’re worried. PR is having a meltdown, but the coaches and players are rallying around me. Reeves invited us over to his place for dinner tomorrow, if you want to go. I’m assuming no after what happened last night.
I gasped, almost dropping the phone.
Me: Stone Reeves?!
His text came in a few seconds later.
Brett: So you do want to go?
Me: Yes! Omg yes!
Brett: Now I’m wondering whether I should mention that Bilson and Ole will also be there with their wives. And Doubard might be too.
I was almost choking by now, but in a good way, the ocean long forgotten.
Me: OMG!
Brett: I should just always know this is how you’re going to react. When push comes to shove, you’re always going to be a football fangeek, aren’t you?
Me: Yeah. Duh.
We texted a little more, and I was smiling almost stupidly wide when we said our goodbyes, but I needed to be Melanie Morning for a while still. After refilling my cup of coffee, I checked my emails.
That’s when I saw it.
