“I’ll wear my hoodie to the games!” Rimmel said.
“That ratty old thing?” Braeden questioned. “You’ll freeze to death.”
Romeo pinched the fabric of his ancient Alpha U hoodie between two fingers and pulled it away from her arm. The blue was faded, the golden lettering half rubbed off, and there were probably at least a dozen holes in it.
“Maybe now that I’m back, I can get you a new one. One that says coach on the back,” Romeo said.
“Fine, but you’ll have to wear it at a few games before you give it to me.”
“Deal,” he whispered.
“What about you, Ives?” Drew asked, stealing some food off my plate because his was already empty. I pushed it toward him when he wasn’t looking. I always added extra to my plate because he always ate off it.
“What’s going on in the fashion world?”
“Fashion week is coming up in New York. I’m covering it forPeoplebut also for my own socials and website. LA Torres invited me backstage to help style a few models.”
I wasn’t sure who that was, but I knew enough to know he was probably some famous and exclusive designer.
“Can I please come?” Nova begged.
“You have school.”
“It’s LA Torres,” Nova said as if that somehow explained it all.
Ivy pursed her lips. “It’s your senior year.”
“It’s only a couple days. Please.” Nova turned her baby blues on Braeden. Dude was fucked. That girl got her eyes from Drew (okay, technically Ivy), and they were irresistible. “Daddy, pleeease.”
“You’ll miss a game. Doesn’t the squad need you?”
Nova was the cheer captain at the high school.
“Tayla can take over for one game.”
Tayla was the co-captain.
All the best uncles keep up with the 4-1-1.
Braeden sighed.
“I’ll bring you a brownie from that bakery you like.” She sweetened the deal.
“What about me?” Romeo asked.
“You too, Uncle Romeo.”
“Fine.” B relented. “But only if you take a bodyguard.”
“Braeden,” Ivy admonished.
Excitement shone in Nova’s eyes, and when she shot up from the table, her long dark hair (which she got from her father) floated around and stuck to Braeden’s unshaven jaw when she hugged him. “Thank you, Dad! I love you.”
Braeden grunted. “Two bodyguards.”
Ivy tossed up her hands. “Anyone else want to come?”
“Me!” London and Andi exclaimed.
