Page 60 of The Nicest Thing
"Yeah, she's a natural.But Finn helped her perfect it."
"Should've known.That had O'Brien written all over it."
My roommate threw me a smile.
"I almost feel bad for the other team," I said.
"You know what?Me too."Emmy frowned."I usually root for the underdog."
She paused.
"No, Ialwaysgo for the underdog."
"But?"
"But it's Finn."
I nodded."Yeah, I get that."
The other team did well, but in the end, the game wasn't even close.The Tigers won 13-5, and as they lined up to shake hands with their opponents, I found Finn and couldn't help but stare, appreciating the view.Baseball pants should've been illegal—on him anyway.My cheeks flushed as I tried not to ogle my best friend.But the way his ass looked in those pants…Gah.What was I a hormonal teenage boy?Dragging my eyes up didn't help.That only meant I was staring at the back of his jersey—which showcased Finn's broad shoulders...His muscular, broad shoulders that my fingers ached to touch.
"So inappropriate," Emmy muttered.
Startled, I jerked my guilty gaze to her."Huh?"
She nodded to a group of women gathered beside the stands."The baseball moms."
"What about them?" I asked."It doesn't look like they're doing anything."
"Just wait.They're always thirsty after a game.Any second, they'll line up under the pretext of picking up their kids, but they always make sure to 'congratulate' Finn."
Emmy was right.
As I turned back to the field, Finn was celebrating with the team and looked our way.He met my eyes and threw me a smile I felt in my heart.I started to smile back, but one of the moms tugged him into a hug.Finn's cheeks went pink as he pulled away, but she kept speaking—until another mom nudged her out of the way.The first woman did not look too pleased about that move.
"See?" Emmy said and shook her head."Totally inappropriate."
"I guess," I said, feeling like a hypocrite.Note to self: Do not ogle your bestie in his baseball pants.Especially not when his sister is sitting beside you."Finn looks happy though."
"He'd be happier if you went over there and claimed him."
I stared at her in surprise.
"You said the couples' brunch went well," Emmy added.
"That was a one-time thing," I replied.
"Hmmm."
"Finn was my one-day husband.It went wonderful, but that's done.We're best friends.If I go over there now, acting all territorial, he'll think I'm crazy."
"Would he?"Emmy pretended to think about it."Or would he love it?"
I just gaped at her.
"You know I'm right."
Suddenly, Finn's voice sounded clear as a bell in my head.
