Drew and I shared a look and then went after them.
“If you ever want to see the field from somewhere other than the bench, you’d better move that arm, Falls,” Braeden intoned.
His arm was removed immediately. “Sorry, Coach.”
“Sorry for getting caught,” Romeo said, and B nodded.
“Mr. Anderson, sir,” the kid squeaked.
Drew and I stepped up, and he put his hands under his thighs.
Nova let out a loud sigh. “Seriously?”
“Introduce us to your date, midge,” Drew said, pinning those baby blues on him. I’m thinking this guy didn’t find them as appealing as me.
“Do not call me that,” Nova hissed. Pushing to her feet, she glanced beside her. “Come on, Jordan. Let’s go get some food.”
Jordan swallowed and stood but hesitated at the wall of men in front of him.
I took pity on him and offered my hand. “What’s up, man? I’m Nova’s uncle, Trent.”
He shook my hand. His palm was only a little sweaty.
I made sure to squeeze tight. “You make sure to treat my niece right.”
“Uncle Trent,” she whined.
I smiled nice and wide at him. “I’ll be sure to watch you during your next game.”
“Thanks,” the kid mumbled.
“What is going on over here?” Ivy called as she and Rimmel approached.
“Introducing ourselves to Nova’s friend,” Romeo said.
Ivy made a noise. “Why don’t you two go get some food? And there’s a dunk booth over there that your Uncle Arrow just sat in.”
Nova and her date rushed away.
“There ain’t no kissing booth here!” Braeden yelled after them.
Nova glared daggers over her shoulder.
“What in the hell is wrong with you?” Ivy said, taking all four of us in with one disgusted look.
“Just being hospitable, princess,” Romeo said, flashing a white smile.
“That charm doesn’t work on me, Romeo.” Ivy sniffed.
“Just letting the kid know we got eyes on him,” Braeden said, pointing to his eyes.
Ivy stepped close, her average height and frame dwarfed by Braeden, but she didn’t back down. Jamming a finger into his chest, she said, “If you’ve scared that boy off from taking her to a movie later, you’re sleeping on the couch for a month.”
He scoffed.
“Donotmess with me, Braeden James.”
He grimaced. “But, baby?—”
