Page 61 of Chasing Football Dreams

"He was to show off that he has money," Eliza interrupted, crossing her arms in front of her chest glaring holes through Benjamin's skull.

He was talking to Shane and Angela, a woman standing at his side with her arm resting on his.

We haven't seen or spoken to each other since he accused me of playing games with Shane and Angela.

"Well, I am not planning on crossing paths with him," I looked at Duncan who was gazing back at me.

"Let's go get some food," I said catching his smile before we pushed our way through the hustling floor of his living room.

The rest of the team spread up, some picking the dance floor while the rest packed food on their plates.

"You don't have to stick so close to me. You can join the guys," I told Duncan as we picked a quiet spot outside in the garden.

Duncan shrugged. "Like you. I don't trust Benjamin. He talks down on you, disregards the truth that you are Shane's daughter, and accuses you easily like he is guilty,"

I grinned at him. "Have you ever thought about becoming a lawyer? Your instincts are quite something,"

He shrugged. "Wearing an expensive suit and stealing people's money is not much in my lane of desires,"

I chuckled. "What do you want to do after we graduate from college?" We've only ever talked about what I want to become but never what he wanted.

"Either a coach or an architect like my father,"

"You don't want to continue your football career?" I was shocked to learn that he wasn't thinking of the NFL.

He shook his head. "That's your dream, Zoey. A dream that fits you very well,"

"But there ain't no girls in NFL," I reminded him.

"Then you can be the first,"

"The pressure will definitely be on," I admitted.

"Don't set your dreams aside for other people's opinions,"

"Only if I get drafted," The dream was still a fantasy.

"You will. Any NFL team would be dumb if they don't see your potential and what game you can bring,"

"Zoey," I looked away from Duncan. My eyes widened when a few players from the Atlanta Falcons joined us. We haven't seen them since training day.

I pushed to my feet. "Oh, hey, guys,"

“We just came over to congratulate you and tell you that you were amazing out there,"

"Thanks," I shook their hands.

"I am sure the coach is going to pull some strings to get you drafted,"

"Both of you,"

I was oddly surprised but relieved knowing that Shane hadn't told them or anyone besides his wife and my team.

"I've got to wait a couple of years before taking a jump that big," Hoping that no one else emerges and takes my spot.

"Ah, it will be reserved just for you. We'll make sure about it,"

I rolled my eyes but smiled at their confidence. My team peeled out the doors shaking hands with the Falcons and planted their asses next to Duncan.

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