The Home Court Advantage (17 page)

“I loved it when Drew and Mark got all defensive and started trying to be as heterosexual as possible,” Jess said with a laugh.

“You know it’s funny, but I don’t recall ever discussing condoms with my male friends,” Cam joked and Drew sunk down in his chair and covered his eyes.

“Yeah, well I
didn’t
love it when I looked over at Derek when we were dancing and he thought I was checking him out! I wanted to run and hide,” I said, feeling mortified.

“What in the Hell was that dance you were doing with him, Gabrielle?!” Jess asked, shaking her head in disbelief.

“It wasn’t a dance!” I said emphatically. “I slipped and my foot flew out from under me and shot into the air. I lost my balance and fell backward.”

“The next time you go out you might want to wear, uh, more layers,” Lily said tactfully.

“That high kick didn’t leave a whole lot to the imagination,” Jess added.

“Oh my God,” Braden said, burying his face in his hands.

“Oh shit,” Drew said with a laugh and winced. Adam and Mark completely lost it. To his credit, Cameron managed to contain himself, although I could see that it was difficult.

“Thanks for sharing, girls,” I said in a deadly tone of voice, feeling my face turn Harvard crimson and accidentally stabbing my hand with a fork. Luckily, it didn’t break the skin.

“Braden didn’t love seeing crazy stalker girl again,” Adam noted, wiping tears from his eyes. “I wouldn’t be surprised if she were the one who was following you.”

“No, the guy following me didn’t have boobs like watermelons,” I pointed out.

“Are you really sure there’s somebody following you?” Mark asked. “I mean, you saw somebody outside in a crowd at night who may have been looking at you and you saw somebody for a couple of seconds on a busy sidewalk. Other than that it’s just weird feelings you’ve been having. And there’s a lot of power behind suggestion when it comes to this stuff, as we all know.”

“I’m not sure,” I admitted with a sigh. “Maybe Felicity did leave the notes for whatever reason and when I said someone was following me for real it just freaked her out. Maybe this really is nothing.”

“Well, she might be easy to freak out right now,” Jess said. “She’s probably got a lot on her mind lately with her mom being busted for running sex parties and all.”

“Oh, I heard something about that,” Adam offered. “Looks like all three of your friends are going to get off, no pun intended, with a slap on the wrist. Probation deals and misdemeanor charges all around, even for the Main Line Madame.”

“I knew it,” Braden said cynically. “In another year nobody will even remember it.”

“I would think that Cole’s political career might be somewhat shortened though,” I said.

“He’s got business investments on the side. I’m sure he’ll be able to survive,” Cam put in. “In fact, they all do, I think. I heard them discussing it at the fundraiser before Marla got expelled.”

“If she had business investments why was she a call girl?” I asked.

“Who knows?” Braden said scathingly. “Probably because she can never have enough money. If Cole also had an inheritance, she would probably be after him.”

After lunch we all headed toward our rooms to get ready to hang out by the swimming pool. Braden looked yummy in his swimsuit. More importantly, though, he looked relaxed and content. We didn’t make it downstairs immediately.

“Braden, you’re looking mighty happy lately,” Mark said knowingly when we eventually arrived down at the pool.

“I am happy,” he said, giving me a warm look and lightly brushing a thumb over my lips. In fact, my lips had just made him very happy.

I grabbed his hand and kissed it and then went off to join Lily who was enjoying the water. She and I hung out together and chatted and eventually Drew came in and joined us. He spent some time joking around with us for a little while and then went off to swim a couple of laps. I glanced up at Braden and smiled.

He and Adam were involved in some kind of animated discussion. The two of them really did make a nice contrast aesthetically. Braden was all blonde beach boy and Adam was all tall dark and handsome. Not that I was looking, but he was built pretty nicely too. He was about six two himself and he obviously worked out. I wouldn’t blame Lily for being attracted to him, and something told me that deep down she was.

“So what was that with Adam earlier?” I asked her quietly, returning my attention to her.

“What was what?” she asked innocently.

“Him saying that if he helped you research, your books would be authentic? That almost sounded like an offer.” She looked away and turned a little red.

“It sounded like his usual brand of arrogance to me,” she said dismissively. She wasn’t going to admit it. Either that or she didn’t realize that the feeling was probably mutual.

“Where does all this animosity between you two come from anyway? I know that you grew up together but did he pull your braids or steal your bike or something?”

“No!” She laughed. “Although he did lock me in the boys’ bathroom once. He just used to tease me, along with a bunch of other girls. And then we all got older and they eventually started giggling and flirting when he did it. I, on the other hand, eventually started giving it right back to him. He just doesn’t know what to do with a woman who doesn’t worship the ground he walks on.”

“Well, I could see how that might be disconcerting for him.” Privately I thought that it could also be rather intriguing for him which may have been
why
it was disconcerting.

“There was one incident that really seemed to escalate things. I accidentally walked in on him making out with, and feeling up, Shari Edelstein at his Bar Mitzvah.”

“Who?”

“Shari was the popular girl who all the guys wanted. When I walked in and caught them together in the stairwell, she slapped him. Apparently, he recovered. It didn’t stop him from being lowered from the ceiling in the Las Vegas style review he put on at the party.”

“Oh my God!” I laughed. “You’re kidding me, right?”

“He sang ‘I Did It My Way.’ Complete with showgirls!”

“You know, I could see Adam doing that.”

I looked around more carefully at the others. Mark, Cam and Jess seemed to be engrossed in some funny conversation while giving Bruno lots of love and tossing his ball to him. Braden was still talking to Adam while occasionally watching me with what looked like a combination of amusement, affection, and lust. Adam, in turn, frequently stole glances at Lily, who was looking very good in her hot pink bikini.
Wait – did she say showgirls?

Eventually the rest of them decided to join us in the pool and Drew and Braden set up a net so that we could play water volleyball. Let’s just say none of us is ready for serious water volleyball competition. It quickly became a contact sport, the way we played it.

At one point I smacked into Drew who caught me in his arms and then asked me if it was good for me, earning him a glare from Braden. Jess jumped up to hit the ball and wound up on top of Cameron who was also going for it. It was rather humorous watching them try to extricate their slippery limbs from each other while laughing their asses off. I had a feeling that Cameron would be going for something else very soon. He seemed to be enjoying the extrication process immensely.

Then Lily jumped back quickly and crashed into Adam who instinctively put his arms around her to catch her, and after a tense moment they retreated to opposite sides of the pool like oil and water. Yeah, that one was just a matter of time too. I hoped that they both survived. I had a feeling that it would soon just be Mark and Drew, with some scantily clad club girls, the Phillies, a case of Bud and a box of Trojans.

Later we sat and dried out in lounge chairs, listening to music while Braden and Drew brought out cold beer for everyone. The male majority voted for classic rock and so we were listening to the Rolling Stones. Braden had put out a soft towel especially for Bruno next to his water bowl and he was blissfully napping in the shade. This was good, very good. No crazy shoplifters or elderly potheads or naked drunk drivers, just my good friends, my beautiful Braden and my dog.

“So, Lily, why won’t you tell us your pen name?” Mark asked with a cute smile.

“Because I don’t think you’re true fans of the genre,” she answered.

“Fans of romance novels or fans of real erotica?” Adam asked, giving her an intense look that seemed to hit her like a wave of heat.

“She’s not talking about porn, Adam,” Jess said, rolling her eyes.

“Did I say porn? I was just asking her if she was referring to novels by Nora Roberts or novels by Nabokov.” He took a swig of his beer. He could even manage to look cocky sitting in a lounge chair. He was like the King of Swagger.

“Adam’s a big Nora Roberts fan,” Mark deadpanned which made Braden and Cam laugh out loud. Adam glared at them malevolently.

“She’s obviously embarrassed by her own writing. Must be some great works of literature that she’s produced,” Adam said.

With that Lily turned to him with her eyes blazing. “You think I’m embarrassed just because I have a pen name? Has it ever occurred to you that a single woman living alone who happens to write erotic books may want to protect her privacy? Plenty of novelists much greater than me have had pen names. In fact, V. Sirin was the pen name of ….”

“Vladimir Nabokov,” Adam finished for her. “I’m not illiterate, you know. In fact, I majored in English, for your information.” He was still looking at Lily as he got up and headed for the house. “I’m going to take a nap before dinner,” he added and shot her a backward glance that I could have
sworn
held an invitation. I saw her let out a deep breath, put her head back and close her eyes.

“Is there something going on between you and Adam?” Drew asked her suggestively.

“Yeah, an epic battle,” she answered. She went in herself a few minutes later, though, and I wondered if she might be taking him up on that invitation.

Eventually the rest of us decided to go in to shower and get out of the sun. When I went up to our room, for a second I thought I heard quiet voices around the corner, but whoever it was stopped talking when I made it to the top of the stairs. Braden had gone to check with Theresa and he let everyone know that dinner would be at six. It was four at that point so we settled in to wash off and change our clothes.

“I’m looking forward to hearing all of the different kinds of music tonight,” I said, laying down on the bed and stretching out to pet Bruno who was lying on his back asking for a belly rub again. So far Bruno was enjoying this weekend immensely.

“Yeah, there are a couple of performers in particular I’d like to check out,” Braden said, joining me. “There’s a violinist I want to see playing later and there’s a blues group playing that you would probably like.”

“Sounds good.” I smiled. Bruno flipped back over and went to nuzzle Braden’s hand. I didn’t blame him. Braden had talented hands. I wondered if that would work for me.

“Then we’ll come home and check out the Jacuzzi when all of them turn in.”

“Mmm.” I sighed. “That sounds
very
good.” We were lying on our sides with our heads propped on one hand facing each other and he looked deeply into my eyes.

“Don’t worry about anything, Gabrielle. It’ll be okay.”

“I won’t worry if you’ll stop worrying about me so much at work.”

“I’ve been trying to think of a plan for us like you said. The thought of you being locked in a cell with a killer scares the hell out of me. I just wish you didn’t have to do that.”

“But it’s part of my job and not all of my clients are killers or naked drunk drivers, Braden. I help homeless people who get busted for trying to keep warm. I help poor single mothers busted for stealing diapers. That means something to me. I was so lucky to be born into a happy and wealthy family. This way I feel like I’m giving something back in a very real way.”

“I feel the same way when I help an elderly person who got ripped off in some scam or some guy who got beaten up just for trying to walk to work in a bad neighborhood. That’s one of the reasons I fell in love with you so quickly. Because I saw that inside you and I recognized it.”

“So, we both want to make a difference. What else can we do besides what we’re doing?”

“Like I said, I’ve been giving it some thought. We both have money of our own and together we have a lot of money. Maybe we should start our own non-profit and you and I could run it. We could work together. We could help people who really needed us to defend them but we could choose the cases we thought were most important and that we wanted to handle. We wouldn’t represent anyone violent.”

“That’s not a bad idea! You would be willing to do defense work?”

“If it were a just cause – like a case where we thought an innocent person was being prosecuted. Or even if maybe it were just a poor homeless person busted for trying to keep warm – like your friend Stan.”

“You knew that he had been one of my clients?”

“Yeah, I recognized him. And I also recognized the waitress at the kabob place too. I’m glad to see she’s got a job now. I hope her baby’s okay.”