Page 69 of You Found Me
A man named Mark from Sebastian’s management team found us before the game was over and brought us to the tunnel that leads to the locker rooms. I’m a little worried that I might end up seeing Chance, but I really want to meet Sebastian. Some of the Cougars players start leaving their locker room which makes me curl into Spencer.
He holds me and kisses my forehead. “I can text Bastian to let him know we are going to wait somewhere else.”
“I can hide right here with you until Sebastian comes out. I promise it’s okay. I appreciate how understanding you are about all of this.”
I hear Mia mutter, “Shit,” and know right away that Chance has spotted her. “He’s making his way over here and he looks pissed, babes.”
I look up at Spencer, panic starting to take over. He tilts his head at me unsure of what to do. My attention goes to his lips briefly then back to his eyes. He gives me a soft smile then leans down to kiss me.
It’s soft and sweet. I feel his tongue sweep across my bottom lip, and I part them to invite him in.
Chance doesn’t take the hint because before Spencer and I pull away from each other, he’s standing in front of us, shouting, “Did you really come tomyhome game, wearing the other team’s colors, all while kissing another man? Since when did you turn into a whore?”
“What the fuck did you just say to her?” Spencer spits out.
“Spence, don’t let it get to you. He’s pissed off about the game more than anything.”
I look at Chance, not sure how we got to this point with one another.
I was going to marry the man in front of me, and now here he is, yelling nasty things at me, getting in the faces of people I care about.
“Chance, you need to walk away and cool off.”
“No. I wanna know what part of you thought this was a good idea?”
“I don’t think she was thinking of you at all when her boyfriend asked her to a football game. But what do I know? I’m just the dumb blonde you’ve always hated because I don’t put up with your shit,” Mia adds in.
Chance looks at her in disgust and then looks at Beckett. “You need to get better control of the mouth on your bitch.”
“Don’t you ever fucking call her that again,” Beckett says quickly. “You don’t know me like that, but I will kick your roided out ass in a heartbeat.”
In the months that I’ve known Beckett, I’ve never once heard him raise his voice. Nor have I heard him curse more than ahellordamn. Needless to say, I’m stunned.
They end up in each other’s face yelling before Spencer pulls Beckett behind him. I try to de-escalate the situation, but Chance starts loudly saying how I ruined our engagement because I was the one cheating.
What I’m stuck on is Beckett’s comment. Could that be his main issue? That he started doing steroids when he got traded to the Cougars? It would explain a lot of his issues before we split and the anger now—because this isn’t at all the Chance I knew and loved.
I catch sight of someone coming our way and when he notices how angry Spencer and Beckett look, he rushes over. This must be Sebastian.
He grabs the back of Chance’s shirt and pulls him away from Spencer. “You need to back the fuck up, Collins.”
“Stay the hell out of this, Maxwell,” Chance spits out. “It’s actually none of your business.”
Sebastian chuckles low and dark, then points between Spencer and Beckett. “These two are my family which makes them my business. And since Emmaline is dating Spencer, that would also make her my family.” He takes a menacing step into Chance’s space. “So, I say again . . . BACK. THE. FUCK. UP.”
He stares down at Chance until he backs away.
“This isn’t over,” Chance calls out.
Sebastian spins around once Chance is far enough away and turns his attention to us. “Well, what an exciting way to end the day,” he says with a big smile.
I notice he has the same dimples as Beckett. All three of them have the same, happy go lucky smile, though Spencer and Beckett have deeper blue eyes, Sebastian’s are so light they appear gray. They’re absolutely striking against his warm, brown skin.
He hugs Mia and me. “It’s nice to meet you both. I’m thinking maybe y’all brought me good luck in the game.”
Mia smiles. “You like chaos, don’t you?”
“Oh, absolutely. It fuels me,” he jokes. Then to me he says, “I hope I didn’t overstep too much with the Collins situation. I just hate that fucker.”
