I let out a sigh. “That’s good.”
“You’re not upset?”
“Shit no. I’ll be ready to run reps with him Wednesday.”
“Are you taking care of your shoulder?”
I peered around the parking garage. “I just finished icing it, following doctor’s orders.”
“See you Wednesday.”
CHAPTER 28
Vee
On Wednesday morning, I went out to the practice field as the offensive practice was about to begin. The players were entering the field in their practice jerseys. Even Troy was there, seated on the sidelines in street clothes.
“It’s good to see you,” I said, sitting near him.
“You too, Ms. Maeve. I’m sorry about getting hurt.”
“Troy, we’re sorry. The O line is sorry. You have nothing to be sorry about.”
Nodding, he looked out onto the field.
I followed his line of vision. “You have nothing to be concerned about. Number-one position is yours once you’re healed.”
“I don’t need to be out four weeks.”
I scooted closer. “It’s the player’s cap. If you weren’t on the IR, we couldn’t hire Cody back.”
Troy grinned. “He called me when his agent got the offer. Cody’s a good guy.”
I looked up in time to see Fin jogging in full gear, coming from the facility carrying his helmet. While my chest ached at seeing him, I was happy to see he was cleared to practice in full pads. That meant the trainers thought he was healed enough to play on Sunday. He glanced our way and immediately turned toward the other players.
Troy nodded toward my notes in my hand. “If you want any help with that, I’m free.”
My grin returned. “Thanks, Troy. I would like that very much.”
Troy was at my side during Wednesday morning and afternoon practice as well as Thursday morning practice. I’d tell him what I thought had been called and what was played. He’d either correct me or let me know I was correct.
“The players think you’re pretty cool, Ms. Maeve. You’re working hard and we respect that.”
“Thanks,” I said with a sigh. “Sometimes it’s nice to hear encouragement.”
“You’ve got it from us.”
Thursday afternoon, I let Drew know I would leave practice early. My dad scheduled our flight to leavebefore the team’s. He had plans with the CEO and controlling owner of the Broncos. Daphne was nothing but talk about the outfit she’d bought.
Sitting in the middle of the Hubbard Gulfstream, I had Drew’s playbook and notes in front of me when to my surprise, Lip and Grant entered the plane. I waited until they saw me. Lip’s eyes lit up. He widened his stride and made his way to the four-person seating around the table, taking the seat across from me.
“I didn’t know you were coming,” I said.
“It was a last-minute decision.”
Grant stood at our side.
Looking around, I realized Lip and I were taking the two outer seats. My tote was in the seat to my side. “Do you want to sit?”
