Page 30 of Sideline Sweetheart
He smiles at her, because what idiot wouldn’t. “Doctor Flynn?”
“Yes?” Mackenzie replies.
He rolls her bag forward. “Your bag, ma’am. I hope you enjoy your stay.”
“Thank you, I’m sure I will,” she says as she hands him a tip and rolls her bag inside.
“Mom, I need to run. We’ll meet you in the lobby at six-thirty.”
“Okay, sweetheart, see you then. Love you.”
“Love you too,” I say before disconnecting the call and tucking my phone back in my pocket. Mackenzie pulls the luggage stand out of the closet and I set her suitcase on top of it. She smiles at me and then pops up on her toes to kiss me. I wrap my arms around her waist as hers rest on my chest. “You okay with having dinner with my parents?”
“I can’t wait, but I do need to freshen up and change first.”
I press a soft kiss to her forehead. “Then I’ll leave you to it. I need to get to my room before they drop off my bag and do the same.” Mackenzie walks me to the door. “I’ll swing by and pick you up on my way to the lobby.”
“Sounds good,” she says as I open the door and step into the hallway. The door closes behind me and I hear her click the lock in place. I shove my hands in my pockets and make my way to the elevator and head up to my room to get ready for dinner.
Chapter Eighteen
Mackenzie
I placethe cap on my lipstick as I check my reflection in the mirror one last time, as a knock sounds on my door. I toss the lipstick on the bed next to my evening bag as I cross the room to open the door. When I pull open the door, Bryce’s gaze drops down my body and then does a slow rise starting at my strappy gold sandals and up my olive-green jumpsuit. His eyes linger on my chest, and I feel my nipples harden against the lace bra I’m wearing. He quickly steps inside, hand going around my neck as the door closes and he backs me up against it.
“My, god you are beautiful,” he says as his mouth descends on mine.
I stop him with a finger to his lips. “Easy there tiger, this lipstick will be all over you, and I would like to make a good impression on your parents the first time I meet them.”
“Are you kidding? Once they see you, their going realize why I can’t stay away from you.”
I stretch up and place a soft kiss on his lips causing him to growl when I pull away. “You’re sweet.”
“Do me a favor and remember you called me sweet, because once we are back in the room for the night, I can assure it will not be the case.”
“I can’t wait,” I reply as I move to the bed to put my phone and lipstick in my bag. As unplug my phone from the charger, it lights up with a text message. I smile as I open it. “It’s Cassie. She says the ladies are meeting in the bar tonight around ten. Will we be finished with dinner by then?”
“Oh, yeah. My parents will be back in their room before then.”
“Do you mind if I join them?”
“Not at all. Besides I can get a table in the corner to make sure no one bothers you all.”
I send her a quick text letting her know I’ll be there and Bryce has volunteered to be security for us. Her reply is almost immediate, and I smile as I read it.
I tuck my phone into my bag and Bryce opens the door, allowing me to exit the room first. He places his hand on the small of my back and guides me toward the elevator. “What did she say?”
“She was excited I would be there and said to tell you Justice would be there to keep you company.”
Bryce chuckles as he pushes the call button for the elevator. “I should have known.”
When the elevator arrives, we step inside, and Bryce presses the button for the lobby. As we descend, I lean into Bryce’s side, take a deep breath and release it slowly. His hand finds mine and our fingers entwine automatically. He raises our joined hands and kisses the back of my fingers. “It will be fine, I promise. I probably should warn you, my mom is a hugger”
The bell alerts us when we have arrived, and the doors slide open. As we step into the lobby, a couple turns toward us and though I’m meeting them for the first time, there is no doubt inmy mind these are Bryce’s parents. His father is an older version of his son and his mother’s eyes beam with pride. She looks at me and her smile widens as she pats her husband’s arm.
When Bryce is in reach, his mom releases her husband and opens her arms to her son. “Oh sweetheart, it’s so good to see you.”
He wraps her in a tight hug, as he says, “You too, Mom.” Bryce kisses her cheek before turning to hug his dad, who squeezes his arm as he pulls away. “Good to see you, dad.”
