Page 135 of Playing the Game
“Fine.”
“Before we do anything. I’d like to tell the team.”
Javier narrowed his eyes. “And I presume you have a grand plan for that as well.”
The house was full. Music blared from the speaker system and the caterers had done him proud. They’d set up a buffet in the kitchen with all sorts of amazing and healthy treats. Adam had no intention of getting on the wrong side of Javier now. He’d been so supportive.
Most of the lads were in the garden. The pretext was they were there to celebrate Guy Fawkes night. Of course, in line with tradition, Adam had paid for a spectacular fireworks display.
Before that, he had to make his announcement. Nerves swirled around his system. Not that he had any reason. Deep down, the lads would be happy for him. Of that he was sure.
He walked outside onto the decking. Jonas was on the phone a little way from the others. He nodded as Adam got himself into position.
“Everyone,” Adam shouted. “If I could have a minute of your time, please.”
Dutifully, they all fell silent. Jonas terminated the call and joined Edi and Colin. It was so important that he share this moment with Jonas even if they were firmly under the radar.
“I’ve got you here under false pretences,” Adam began.
“Are we not having fireworks then?” Colin asked, his face a picture of disappointment.
Adam grinned. “Don’t you worry, Col. I’ve got fireworks that will blow your bollocks off. Before that, I have a guest of honour who I’d like to introduce you to.”
The next few seconds would change everything.
Jen came outside carrying Olive.
“What the fuck?” Alain asked.
“This is Olive Williams. My daughter,” Adam said.
Once again, he’d stunned a room into silence. This time on a much bigger scale.
“Isn’t anyone going to say anything?” Adam asked.
“Are you together?” Edi asked.
Jen handed Olive over to Adam. She wriggled with delight when she saw who held her.
“Not a chance,” Jen said. “I can only cope with one baby at a time.”
A ripple went through the guests.
“She’s gorgeous,” Meg said. “Congratulations.”
“Thank you, Meg,” Adam replied.
This appeared to open the floodgates. They all crowded round Adam and Olive to get a better view.
“Shit. The Skipper is growing up,” Colin said.
“You’ll be next, Colin,” Jerzy said. “If your swimmers are up to it.”
Colin blushed.
“Don’t worry about him,” Meg shouted back. “He’s all man. We’re putting in the practice.”
They all jeered. Poor Colin went crimson.
