Page 19 of Sideline Sweetheart
“Sounds perfect, see you then.”
As Mackenzie opens the door,ready for our date, I drink her in. Dressed in jeans and a long sleeve form fitting top, she looks gorgeous. Unable to stop myself, my hand wraps around her neck and I lean in for a kiss.
Her eyes flutter open, and her smile widens. “Hello, to you too.”
I grin as I drop another soft kiss on her lips. “Sorry, you looked too beautiful not to kiss.”
“Kisses and compliments, what more can a girl ask for?”
Right on cue, Mackenzie’s stomach grumbles and I chuckle as she blushes. “Evidently the dinner I promised her. Are you ready?”
“I am,” she says as she picks up her purse, while I open the door and twist the lock on the doorknob. I thread my fingers through hers as we walk downstairs to the lobby and then out to my car waiting at the curb.
I open the door for Mackenzie, help her into the passenger seat, and then walk around to the driver’s side to slide behind the wheel. I pull away from the curb and out onto the highway heading back to my place. The traffic light turns red, and I slow to a stop as my phone rings through the car. I glance at the screen and see my mom’s name. “I’m sorry, I need to take this.”
“Of course,” she says as she pulls out her phone trying to give me a little privacy as I answer the call.
“Hi, Mom,” I say as the light turns green and I press my foot down on the accelerator moving the car through the traffic light.
“Hi, honey. Are you busy?”
The cheerful voice of my mother fills the car and between her and the sight of Mackenzie’s smiling, I can’t help but smile as well. “No, I was heading home to have dinner.”
Mackenzie’s gaze snaps to mine and I grin as she raises a brow at me. “Oh, well, I won’t keep you then. Let me put you on speaker, your dad just walked in.” I hear her tap the screen before she says, “Are you there?”
My smile widens. “Yeah, I’m here.”
“Hi, son.”
“Hi Dad. How are you doing?”
“Fine as a fiddle.”
I chuckle at his response. “Glad to hear it.”
Mom regains control of the conversation. “We wanted to let you know we got the email with our travel information and wanted to make sure you had the dates right. It looks like your dad, and I are flying in on Wednesday.”
“Yes, ma’am the date is correct. I set up a Pike’s Peak tour for you and Dad for Thursday afternoon and you have dinner reservations for Wednesday and Thursday at the hotel restaurant. There will be an information packet waiting for you at the front desk when you check in.”
“Bryce, you shouldn’t have.”
“Yes, I should, andyoushould get to see a little of the area since this is your first time in Colorado Springs. Besides, the team doesn’t fly in until Friday afternoon, so you staying locked away in your hotel room isn’t an option.”
“Well, thank you, son,” Dad says.
“You’re welcome.”
“We can’t wait to see you,” Mom says, and I feel a warmth in my chest at her words.
“I can’t wait to see you either. We’ll have dinner together Friday evening and spend some time together on Saturday after practice and of course I’ll see you after the game.”
“Sounds good, son,” Dad says.
“We’ll let you go, honey, so you can get dinner. We love you.”
“Love you all, too. We’ll talk again soon, bye.” I end the call and Mackenzie drops her phone back into her purse before giving me her full attention.
“That was sweet to witness,” she says as she places her hand on top of mine.
