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I rewound through my interactions with him.
He was fine. Protective. Pissed when Brett had crashed our two dates, but the second one… I hadn’t looked closely enough. Thinking back, remembering how he’d looked when he came outside and saw us, I now could remember darkness there too.
I’d been too caught up in Brett.
A bad feeling took root in my core. I wasn’t able to shake it.
I wanted to, as Travis now turned back to the game, cheering as we got the extra point. Then we sat down while the teams switched.
This was my favorite part now, not my favorite part before I started boinking Brett. Before boinkage happened, that’d been when our offense was on the field.
Post boinkage, it was now.
Brett was coming out.
Travis checked his phone, reading a text, then leaned my way. “A buddy said the announcers keep talking about Broudou, how he’s dominating the game.”
They were right. Brett had sacked the quarterback three times.
The Orcas’ QB was frazzled.
I wasn’t surprised they were talking about Brett. Good.
“That’s lit,” I quoted Luna.
Roger overheard and cracked up.
Travis gave me a tight grin before focusing back on the game.
A little voice began nagging me, sticking to the back of my mind.
Neither team put any more points on the board.
Brett had effectively shut down the Orcas’ offense, which wasn’t an exaggeration this game. He got to their quarterback three more times. Only one was a sack, but the other two forced the quarterback to throw the ball away. (Which wasn’t allowed, but it happened.)
We were moving with the crowd when a security guard and an Orca staff person appeared through the crowd.
“Are you guests of Brett Broudou?” one of them asked.
Travis stepped forward. “Yes, we are.”
Both the security guard and staffer turned our way, noticing me. Recognition flared in the girl’s eyes. “We were asked to extend an invitation to come to the family section,” she said. “The visitors have their own area.”
Travis’ hand came to the small of my back as he started to answer for us.
I stepped to the side, raising my voice. “That’d be great. You’ll show us?”
She was eyeing Roger and Lo, who were…I wasn’t sure what they were doing. They were giggling uncontrollably together, obviously intoxicated, but they’d stopped finger foam fucking each other.
I’d stopped drinking after that last touchdown so I was better.
But the security guard edged toward them.
I moved forward, taking both Roger and Lo’s hands in mine. “They’ll be fine. I promise. They don’t get out much. They’re parents.”
Lo whispered behind me to Roger, “Quick. Do your donkey laugh.”
Oh, God. I closed my eyes, preparing.
