Page 61 of Unstoppable Love

“She wants you out at the house for his game on Saturday.”

“Why?” I never went to their house to watch Cameron’s games. That was family day.

Gavin gave me a look that said I should know better. “Maybe because she misses you, and if you’re with Cameron, you’ll be expected to be there.”

“I’m not with…”

“You’re not?” Gavin asked. “Because I know my brother, and he wouldn’t have put you in this position, knowing word would spread this fast, if he wasn’t planning on wanting you at the ranch with family to watch him play.”

“Jesus,” I whispered. “This is moving so damn fast.”

“It’s Cam,” Lydia said, completely unhelpfully. “What’d you expect?”

“A minute to freaking breathe.”

Gavin chuckled. “Fat chance of that happening. I gotta get Josie home and fed. Come out on Saturday. And be prepared for a call from Mom.”

“Great.”

“You don’t want to talk to my grandma?” Josie frowned at me. Her gaze was darting from her dad to me, and even confused, she was adorable.

“I love your grandma. And I can’t wait to see her.” I grinned.

“Yay! Then you can play games with me this weekend, too. And Landon. But he’s little, and he sometimes doesn’t get the games right.”

She was adorable, and her smile held the power to erase all my discomfort. “Then we’ll have to teach him together, won’t we?”

“See you then,” Gavin said. If I didn’t know him better, I’d suspect he brought his daughter in so I couldn’t say no, but Gavin wasn’t that kind of guy. Josephine’s mom, on the other hand, was that manipulative. Good thing she was long gone.

As soon as they left, Lydia leaned back in her booth and grinned. “Looks like the Kelleys are excited about having you around. That should be fun.”

“Oh hell no,” I told her. “If I’m going to be forced to be a part of this, you’re coming with me.”

“Spend a day with all those sexy cowboys? Don’t twist my arm.”

My phone buzzed with a text and seeing Cameron’s name on it made my lower stomach flutter.

Cameron

You awake?

Me

Yes

I expected text bubbles to appear, but instead, my phone vibrated in my hand with Cam’s name flashing on my screen. I answered it before it was done ringing. “Hello?”

“It’s late. I was worried you’d be in bed.”

“Nope.” I popped the “p” and grinned into my phone. “I’m sitting here watching Pitch Perfect 2 and working.”

“Working this late?” He groaned, and I imagined him stretching out on his couch, kicking his feet up on his coffee table. Or even better, in his bed. Probably a massive one given his size. I hadn’t been brave enough to go near his room the last time I was there. “That sucks. It’s late.”

“It’s only ten.”

“You were out last night before nine.”

“I was?”

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