“Please.He just looked over his shoulder at us and those eyes ate you up from head to toe.Anyone could see he’s smitten.”
“Really?”I glanced at him, but he was facing the field again, listening to Kyle and sipping his paloma.
“If nothing else, he wants you bad.”She chuckled.“Soooo glad the sweatpants pics worked.”
I’d already thanked her for that hot tip.Several times.“He asks me to wear them all the time when he comes over.”
She fist bumped me.“I got you.”
“What’s the tea?”Diego slid his free arm through mine and hooked it, then lifted his drink to his lips with the other.
“We’re talking about you,” I said.
“Oh, good!Better than talking about sports.Though, kinda surprised you all don’t do this for the Steelers too,” Diego said.
“I wish.”Bettina sulked.“But it’s way more expensive, I bet.Even regular tickets are ridiculous.”
“Are you gonna take me to a Steeler game?”Diego asked.
“I haven’t been in years.”Not since Dad died, actually.Which was too bad.It’d be nice to revisit and reminisce about the fun stuff, since I’d had so much of the negative on my mind lately.
Diego shook his head.“Whaaat?Football hero!”
Bettina perked up.“Wait, football hero?”
“Oh, star quarterback all through school,” Diego assured her.
I covered my face with my hand.“God.In high school.And I wasn’t a star.”
“He’s straight up lying,” Diego reported matter-of-factly.“Also, he played in college.”
“Badly.”
Bettina shook her head.“No wonder he always wins the playoffs pool!”
Kyle appeared beside Bettina then and had apparently heard part of the conversation because he said, “I knew he played, but I didn’t know he was any good.”
“Amazing,” Diego insisted.
Kyle nodded.“I could see it.”
“Right?Look at him.”And Diego did, leaning back to look me up and down.
Bettina shot me a knowing look.
“What do you do, Diego?”Kyle asked.
“Bartender at The Pike on Carson.”
“I used to go there all the time when we had an office down there,” Kyle said thoughtfully.“I miss it.”
“Come back—I’ll get you free wings,” Diego said.
“He’s an actor, too,” I said, just for a little revenge.
He laughed and rolled his eyes.But a flush crept up his neck too.
“Really?Like theater?”
