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He was right. They got up to the thirty-second-yard line, and it was first and six.
“First down, first down…” Roger was on repeat.
The announcers were back to talking about Brett’s play, showing it several times before going back to the game. The camera panned over to him on the sidelines, as he stood with his helmet off, all his fierceness directed to the game.
I got a little lost, watching him, because I knew he was going to call after the game. He’d mentioned maybe trying to get some food together. This big guy—who wasn’t as big as the big-big guys in the middle of their line, but was still big to me—wanted to see me, talk to me, spend time with me.
I remembered the feeling of him holding me Friday night, like I weighed nothing.
A shiver went through me, a delicious sensation filling me right up.
The camera kept panning over to Brett in between the plays, and Colby Doubard kept throwing for a first down until the Kings were at the ten. Then, while Reeves was covered by three guys, Doubard tossed the ball to another of their wide receivers.
They scored.
The kicker came out, and they still kept showing the play that had changed the game. Then the kick was good.
Kings were ahead.
Minnesota got three plays in before the clock ran out, and Leroy reared back, throwing as hard as he could to their end. But no one was there.
“Ahhhhh! Hell yes! Hell yes!” Roger nearly exploded.
“Dad, you’re loud,” Cynthia grumbled.
“Yeah, Dad! Stop being so loud,” Charlotte echoed.
“You’re right, kiddo.” He ruffled the top of Cynthia’s hair as she tried ducking out of the way, giggling. “But your pops is happy.” His beaming eyes found me. “We’re going after that Lombardi again. I can feel it. I can just feel it.”
He and Howard launched into a conversation about the team’s real chances of getting back to the Super Bowl as Lo caught my attention. She motioned her head to the side. As I nodded, she stood and announced, “You’re up, honey.”
She followed me out of the room.
“What? Why? What’s going on?” Roger asked.
“I need some sister time.”
“What? But—”
“But nothing. I love you, but I’ve been watching the girls all afternoon. You’re up.”
“Howard was going to show me some new beer he bought.”
“He can show the girls as well and make it an educational talk. Just make sure Luna doesn’t kill anyone. That’s really your only responsibility.”
We moved through the kitchen, and Vicky called my name.
I paused. She turned around, her arms deep in the ice cream machine. “If you’d like, invite your man out for some dessert. But only if you want.” She smiled. “Tell him he did a great job.”
I smiled back as I nodded and pushed out the door, going with Lo to my place.
I texted Brett as Lo pushed open the door and went to sit on the couch in the living room.
“Go on.” She motioned to me. “Finish texting your man.”
“Some privacy, please?”
She studied me before crossing her arms over her chest and leaning back. “No.”
