Page 35 of Playbook
A short laugh escapes my lips before I can stop it. “You do not owe me anything else. We’re good. Beyond good.”
“Good, but that’s not why I asked.”
“I’m not hooking up with you,” I deadpan.
“I saiddrink.” He enunciates the word.
“Don’t you have somewhere you need to be right now?”
“Yeah. I do as a matter of fact. If I don’t get out there soon, Coach is likely to bench my ass.”
But he doesn’t hang up like a sane person.
“What is he saying?” Alec asks, looking more entertained by the second.
I move the end of the phone away from my mouth. “He wants me to have a drink with him after the game.”
“Say yes,” he says immediately and loud enough that Brogan hears.
“See? Even Alec thinks it’s a good idea. Come on, one drink. I’m not so bad.”
“I think that’s debatable.”
Another deep chuckle. “I’m not hanging up until you say yes.”
A whistle blows on the field. I don’t know why I’m panicking—it’s his ass on the line, but suddenly I feel a frantic need to put an end to this phone call so he can get back to the game.
“Can we talk about this later maybe?”
“Nope.” He lets the p pop, and I swear I can tell he’s grinning.
The man is missing a few brain cells I think. Alec’s expression is starting to look concerned. Like Broganshouldbe.
“Fine. I’ll go,” I say, almost instantly regretting it.
He doesn’t immediately respond, and I wonder for a second if he’s played some cruel joke on me and is going to laugh and then shout,“Just kidding!”
But he doesn’t. He asks, “Really? You’re not just saying yes to get rid of me?”
That is exactly why I agreed.
“She’ll be there!” Alec yells from beside me.
“I don’t want to force you,” Brogan continues.
I groan. “I will be there.Onedrink.”
“Awesome. I gotta go. I’m texting you the address.”
“Maybe do that after the game,” I suggest. My heart flutters with excitement. Or maybe I’m having early signs of a panic attack. Yeah, that’s probably it.
“Right.” He laughs and then the background noise gets louder. “Gotta go. See you soon.”
The Mavericks win the game and Brogan had several nice catches that had the crowd on their feet, but I couldn’t enjoy the second half because I was a nervous wreck. Am I really going to meet up with Brogan Six at some bar? Given everything I know about him, it feels like a bad idea.
As if he’s reading my thoughts, Alec bumps my elbow. “It’s just a drink.”
“With a guy that I barely know, and the things I do know about him include some pretty major red flags.”
