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I had a gnawing feeling that it wasn't ok. He was like Kieran in some ways. Kieran told me once before that when people whom he cared for watched his competitions; it brought out the best in him. Zander was a competitor. To have his girlfriend watch him do what he did best would make him really happy.
The next day, I looked up the team's next game on the school football team’s website. Just my luck, they were playing against San Francisco Rivers, who just happened to be my ex-boyfriend’s team, in 4 days.
Chapter Sixteen
“You have to make peace so you can let go.”
Sedona
I asked Kieran to go with me since Tanya and Nalee both had sorority commitments.
Kieran easily acquiesced. I noticed how relaxed he was with Zander. They almost had a friendship going on. I think it was largely because they found a lot of common ground with each other. Kieran respected Zander's athleticism and Zander respected Kieran's commitment. They both shined in their respective sports. Once or twice, Kieran mentioned to me that Zander was a good guy. Zander, on the other hand, said that Kieran was a great friend.
As predicted, Kieran won the 50 and 100 meter individual medleys handily Wednesday night. Zander wanted to attend too but he had a group work meeting that ran late and he had to pick his parents up at 2 AM from the airport.
He invited me to join them for breakfast the following morning. I couldn’t, because as usual, I had clinicals. In the span of 7 months, I had mentioned Zander twice to my dad. My dad said he'd love to meet him. Before saying that, he asked me if Kieran approved of him and once I said, ‘Yes,’ he was all ears.
Zander's parents were always busy on business trips. Their schedules were so packed that meeting them was almost close to impossible. In a way, I’ve met them multiple times already. In the front pages of San Francisco Daily. His father, being a prominent businessman and tycoon, was always in the front pages of the Technology Section and his mother's pictures were in the Society Pages. I could tell Zander was a great combination of both. He has his father's height and bone structure while his eyes and nose could be largely attributed to his mother.
I worked really hard on convincing my instructor to let me off early that Thursday when his parents were in town. Unfortunately, in Nursing, if you missed a clinical day, it was really hard to make it up because of the school’s contracts with the hospitals. So, it was a no go for me.
The weekend came and went. Zander had no idea that I was going to attend his game.
Monday night. Game day. Zander texted me before his game.
Zander: TTYL, babe.
Me: Ok, just call me when you're here. Goodluck.
Zander: K, thanks.
I wanted to look extra special for Zander. Nalee told me that there were a bunch of women there who threw themselves at the football players. Since I was the home team's star QB's girlfriend, I should represent well.
Tanya actually helped me pickout my outfit - a strapless yellow top to show team spirit, with a denim mini skirt about 5 inches above my knees, and espadrilles that highlighted my long legs. I had a beige jacket, in case it got cold. It didn’t make sense to me that I was going to wear a jacket and a short skirt. I told Tanya that since I was wearing a mini skirt, my legs would get cold. I was planning on wearing skinny jeans. She shooed me and said, "Your legs can't catch pneumonia. Your lungs can; only protect what's necessary."
When Kieran picked me up at 4:30 in the afternoon, he let out a small whistle.
"Ace, you sureyou want our team to win?"
"Huh?"
"Well, let's just say you dressed like thatwould only distract Zander."
"Hewon't even know I'm there."
"Sure,” he didn't sound convinced.
Kieran found great seats for us. He asked his buddy to hook him up and save us some seats. Wesat in the 5th row; I counted 10 rows above us.
My heart skipped a beat when I saw Zander in his football jersey. His butt looked so tight in spandex. Number 10 was smoking hot. He had a helmet on so there was no way I could see his face.
This was his domain. This was where he reigned. I looked around. There were crowds of people in front and around me and I thought to myself, "These people know this part of Zander and I haven't even tried." It was different watching his games on TV and in real life.
Kieran was busy chatting up a brunette to his left.
I knew Zander; his quirks, his likes, his dislikes. I knew him intimately. I also knew how proud he was of me. I’ve never really shown how proud I was of him, as a football player. Football was his passion. This football field was his home. This was where he was at his best.
