Then on the jumbo screen I saw his face and felt my body freeze.
“No. Fucking. Way.” I growled.
I felt Grey’s eyes on me, then I snapped, “That little shit!”
Grey’s body tightened next to mine, “Baby?”
I was fuming.
That little turd!
I snapped my head to the side and narrowed my eyes on Grey, “It runs in the family I see.”
His eyes went wide, “What does?”
“Having a major malfunction!” I shouted.
“Baby, calm. What...” he started, then stopped, and winced.
I glared, “You. Did. Not. Tell. Me. To. Calm.”
He stayed silent as his eyes pleaded with me to understand.
But I was good and mad.
Seeing how close we were to the sidelines, I stood up, then climbed over Grey’s lap, and stalked down the stairs and to the railing.
Grey shouted, then trailed after me.
You know that scene inBones, where Dr. Brennan goes to the prison, and all the inmates realize she’s pregnant and keep away from her... while I was living that moment in real time.
I powered on.
Then, when I reached the railing, I put two fingers in my mouth and whistled as loud as I could.
I got a player’s attention, then I pointed at the shithead.
The player shook his head at me.
Fine.
I turned to the side and revealed my belly. I was showing at five months and I didn’t hesitate to use my pregnant belly to get my way.
His eyes went wide, then he nodded, raced to the shithead, tapped him on the shoulder, and pointed at me. I watched as the shithead shook his head, then looked at me, then looked back at the field.
I was glaring at him when, ever so slowly, his head turned back around.
I glared and crooked my finger at him.
I was close enough that I saw him swallow.
Yeah, boy. You're in trouble now.
He slowly made his way to me as Grey did the same thing.
Then I watched as he jumped up on a bench and looked up at me, then he rushed out, “You were gone before I could apologize.”
Careful of my belly, I leaned over the railing, which caused Grey to snarl, then he grabbed my hips as I reached and popped the little shithead on the back of the head.
