Page 91 of Second Chance Player

“You guys are always so kind to me. I don’t know how I can ever repay you,” I say to Patty just as her mom walks into her bedroom.

“No need for repayment. Just please convince my daughter to find a nice boy to date,” Flynn states, rolling her eyes playfully.

“Will do,” I assure. “I don’t really know any eligible bachelors, but I did meet Liam’s neighbor the other day. I think he said his name is Evan.”

“Myles would lose it if my daughter dated one of his players,” Flynn laughs.

“Evan Hayworth may be handsome, but he’s a ladies’ man through and through,” Patty declares.

“Hello?” We hear a loud male voice from downstairs.

“Kevin.” Flynn claps her hands. “Excuse me.” She turns and leaves the room, excited her son is home.

“I’m just going to check on Crew,” I say to Patty. Christina has been watching him in the guest room where we will be sleeping tonight.

I open the door, and my heart ricochets. “Crew, no jumping on the bed. I don’t need you breaking any bones.”

He falls back on his back. “I’m bored.”

Christina laughs. “We played Lego and made two puzzles.”

“Oh no,” Patty says, walking up to the door. She walks over to the bed and begins to tickle him.

“I heard we have a future hockey player in the house,” Kevin announces, walking into the room.

Patty ceases her tickling, and Crew runs away.

“I’m not letting you get away,” Kevin says to Crew, and then he and Patty chase Crew all over the room. They even jump on the bed to get to the other side.

“The reason my kids don’t want kids is because they are so young at heart.” Flynn laughs.

I cock my brow and shrug my shoulder. She isn’t wrong.

“I heard you and Liam Bozeman have gotten serious,” Flynn says.

“Seriously?” Kevin laughs. “You were trying to get away from him at Christmas.”

“We have a history. We used to live next door to each other when we were in high school,” I explain.

“Oh, you’re one of those,” Kevin says, chuckling as he continues to chase Crew around the room. It’s obvious he could’ve caught Crew by now, but he’s keeping up the ruse and letting my son have his fun. Or maybe he’s tiring him out. Either way, it’s working.

“Myles and I were next-door neighbors growing up. He was best friends with my twin, Oli,” Flynn says.

“I imagine Oli was very overprotective of you,” I say.

“Oh, he was,” she confirms, giving me a knowing look. “I hadn’t seen Myles for quite some time when I came back into his life, and by then, he was quite the ladies’ man.”

“Ew, Mom, come on,” Patty complains. I guess I can understand why she wouldn’t want to hear about her daddy hooking up.

Flynn rolls her eyes. “It’s like my kids don’t think we’re human.”

“That’s because you’re not, and you like telling that story a little too much,” Kevin chides, walking over to the bed and sitting on the edge, out of breath.

“Come with me, little man. We can play some ball in the living room,” he offers to Crew. He lifts him over his shoulder and winks at his mom.

“We have to get ready,” Flynn says, looking at her watch. “But what I can tell you girls is this. . . there comes a time in a man’s life when they are ready to settle down. So what if they’ve sowed their oats. It doesn’t mean they don’t make good husbands.”

My mind goes to Liam. He didn’t hide the fact he got around a lot in college. I hated hearing it, but I couldn’t fault him either. He said it was the accident and his life flashing before his eyes that changed him.

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