Page 25 of Broken Wings


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Everly – Same.

Tatum – I don’t know.

Cassie – Wait, isn’t the game tonight?

Me – Taking Madalyn shopping, then going to Cole’s game tonight.

Tatum – That’s tonight? The big one, right?

Me – It is.

Tatum – Good. Garrick and I will be there.

Cassie – So will Alec and I and a few of his team members.

Harlee – Carter and I will be there. Mom and Dad are watching the kids. Frank and Misty are going too.

Smiling at my girls and their support, I texted Madalyn.

Me – Leaving my place now.

Madz – Perfect.

I had just closed my car door to head to get Madalyn when my phone pinged with another text.

Mom – I’m going to cancel the dinner plans, Bax and I will go to the game.

Me – That would be real nice, Mama.

Mom – Love you, sun beam.

Me – Love you, too.

It took me twenty minutes to make it to their house.

Now, I had heard through the girls that someone had built a large home on the outskirts of the other side of town.

A home that was five bedrooms, five and a half baths, with a state-of-the-art kitchen, a weight room, a pool, a hot tub, and a five-car garage.

I had seen pictures as it was being built.

But nothing could have prepared you for the actual sight of it.

And what a sight it was.

I wanted to move in here and pull a Tom Cruise moment by wearing a long-sleeve white button-down, sunglasses, and black knee-high socks, and slide across the floor.

That was my only thought the first time Bronson had held dinner here at his house a few weeks ago for the group.

I had just shut my car off and climbed out when the right side of the French doors opened, and there were Madalyn, Cole, and Bronson.

I smiled as Madalyn raced to me.

“Ready?” she asked with an excited clap.

I nodded, “You?”

“Oh, yeah.”