Unexpected Rush (Play-By-Play #11) (36 page)

Barrett was going to make sure the defense made that happen.

Harmony came down the stairs, juggling drinks and snacks while simultaneously trying to watch the game. She scooted her way past the other patrons in her row, finally taking her seat next to Mama.

“Did I miss anything?” she asked, as she handed off a soda and hot dog to her mother.

“Drake batted down a pass,” Mama said, setting the hot dog in her lap. “Then Pittsburgh ran for eight yards and a first down.”

“Well, darn. Okay. But still no score, so that’s good.”

“Yeah.”

Harmony took a sip of her soda and set it in the cup holder, and was about to pick up her hot dog when Pittsburgh’s quarterback threw a pass. When Drake stepped in front of the receiver and intercepted the pass, she screamed.

So did Mama. So did the entire stadium. Drake took off in the opposite direction, heading for the goal line.

She held tight to her mother’s hand, hollering Drake’s name and mainly screaming as she watched her brother outrun the other team all the way into the end zone.

“Yes!” she yelled. “Oh, my God, yes!”

She finally caught her breath and sat down when their kicker came out to kick the extra point.

“That was amazing.” She turned and grinned at her mother, who grinned back like any proud mother would.

“It definitely was.”

They were seated in the family section, where they always sat, so Tina, one of the player’s wives, turned around and grasped Mama’s hand. “Oh, Diane, you must be so proud of Drake. We were all screaming.”

Mama laughed. “I was screaming, for sure.”

“Defense looks killer,” Tina said. “I know we’re still in the first quarter of the first preseason game, but I think we’re going to kick some serious butt this year.”

“I hope so,” Harmony said.

And it seemed like defense was pretty impressive, at least so far. At the end of the first quarter, Tampa was up fourteen to nothing. Most of the starters would come out and second stringers and rookies would get a chance to play now.

She finally relaxed her shoulders. “I feel like I’ve been holding my breath the entire first quarter. I think I’ll spend the rest of the game just breathing.”

Mama grabbed her hand and squeezed. “It’s all going to be okay. Our boys look great. They’re gonna win this one, baby.”

She hoped so. She knew how much football meant to Drake. He’d worked so hard all his life to provide for her and for Mama. And he’d made a success of himself. He looked so damn good out there.

So did Barrett, though she’d never say that to her mother. Or anyone else, for that matter.

Maybe Alyssa. She confided everything to her best friend, but Alyssa had an out-of-town trip today, so she couldn’t make the game.

Which meant Harmony had to ogle Barrett in silence.

He looked fine today out there in his uniform, which was stretched tight over his gorgeous muscles. The man was truly ripped and it was all she could do to concentrate on the game.

Everyone in the family boxes thought she was there to cheer on her brother. Which she was, of course. But she couldn’t help but let her focus drift to Barrett. He was fast and strong and the way he’d barreled into the opposing players made her clench in ways that turned her on.

And she knew that in the preseason they weren’t going to press as hard as they would once the regular season started. This was more like a practice game.

Still, Barrett had looked hot. Formidable. Exciting.

Of course, everything about him excited her. All the time. Every day.

She should be used to it by now.

But getting turned-on by Barrett was not a typical response at a football game. Then again, her reactions to Barrett had never been typical. From the first time they’d been alone together, he’d lit the torch on her passions.

It had been an out-of-control wildfire ever since.

“Girl, you are miles away,” her mother said.

She’d been thinking about tonight, when she’d see Barrett.

“Sorry. Work is on my mind.”

“Well, get your head out of work and onto this game.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

She had to focus. So she did. On the gorgeous man she was in love with.

And someday very soon everyone would know Barrett was hers.

They’d won the game. Even better, defense had held Pittsburgh at the goal line twice, leaving them without a score, even though first string had been out of the game after the first quarter. Their backup players had done well.

Barrett was as pumped up postgame as he’d been before. They all were.

But they also knew this was just the first game. The first preseason game. They had three more preseason, then sixteen regular season games to prove themselves.

Which they would. Barrett had a good feeling about this season.

“Okay, gather round,” Coach George McGill said.

They moved to the center of the locker room.

“This was a good start. I’m proud of all of you. We’ll set up on Tuesday with game films and practice. Until then, enjoy your time off. You earned it. We’re going to take this season and we’re gonna take it hard. Now bring it in.”

They put hands in and yelled their victory call of “Hawks!”

Barrett showered and went to his locker to get dressed.

“Man, that was a good game,” Drake said, raking his fingers through his dark, curly hair.

“Hell yes it was.”

“Feel like celebrating tonight?”

Shit. “Uh, I’ve got something to do.”

Drake grinned at him. “Got a date?”

He absolutely had a date. “More like a prior obligation, unfortunately.”

Drake nodded. “Okay. Catch up with you later, then. I’m going to grab some of the boys and have a nice, juicy steak.”

“Steak sounds good. You celebrate for me, too, okay?”

“You know it.” He slapped hands with his best friend.

His best friend. The one he’d just lied to.

He was going to try really hard not to think about that when he was alone with Harmony tonight.

He went back to his house to change clothes. He’d texted Harmony about picking her up at her place. Then they’d go out to dinner. He fielded a few calls while he was home, including one from his parents. Mainly his dad wanted to rehash the game with him. He was always up for talking about the game, so he spent some time on the phone talking to both parents. Mom told him
how proud she was, and Dad went over specific plays and highlighted how he could have done better.

That always made him laugh. He knew his dad was proud because that was always the last thing he said before he hung up.

“Damn fine game, Barrett,” his dad said, right before “I love you.”

He had a great father. Someday he’d do the same thing with his kids.

Someday. When he had kids.

As he was changing clothes, his phone rang again.

It was his brother Grant.

“Shitty game,” Grant said.

He laughed. “Yeah. Pretty awful, huh?”

“Seriously, your team looks good this season. Not as good as mine, though. Sucks for you.”

His lips curved. “We’ll see about that, won’t we?”

“We will. Too bad we don’t play each other this season.”

“That is too bad. I’d hate to have to intercept all those passes you throw.”

“Yeah, you wish. Nobody intercepts me.”

Barrett rolled his eyes. “I seem to recall that game last season against Baltimore where you threw three interceptions—”

“You’re such a dick, Barrett.”

Barrett laughed, then heard a click and looked at his phone.

Grant had hung up on him.

He laughed again and threw his phone on the bed so he could finish changing clothes.

After he got ready, he got in his SUV. He stopped at a flower shop and picked up something for Harmony.

When she opened the door, her eyes widened.

“You got me an orchid?”

He smiled. “I thought about a bouquet of flowers, but you’re special. And beautiful. And when I saw the orchid I thought of you.”

She laid her hand over her heart. “Barrett. This is lovely. Thank you.” She leaned in and kissed him.

Obviously he’d chosen well. “I’m glad you like it. I realized I’d never brought you flowers.”

She took the orchid and laid it on her kitchen counter, then turned to face him. “You realize I’ve never had the expectation that you would bring me flowers. Or anything else for that matter.”

“I know that.” He stepped over to her and swept his hand down her hair. “But I do want you to know that I think about you, even when I’m not with you.”

She breathed in deeply, then let it out. “That is the best thing a woman could ever hear from a man.”

He smiled, then brushed his lips across hers. “Good to know.”

“And if I wasn’t absolutely starving, I’d show you how much I appreciate the gesture. However, hunger wins.”

“Damn. Okay, let’s get food.”

He’d made a reservation at Eddie V’s, one of his top five restaurants in the city. He already knew he wouldn’t run into Drake here, since he knew where Drake would go to get his favorite steak.

They went inside and were seated at a table in the corner. They ordered drinks and their waiter brought the menu.

“You played so well tonight,” she said. “You and the team must be so happy with how the game went.”

“Thanks. We’re just starting out, since it’s the first game and we didn’t get a lot of playing time. We have a few tweaks to make, but overall, it went well.”

“On the road next week?”

“Yeah. We’re in Dallas.”

“I’ll miss you when you’re gone.”

He loved the sincerity in her tone, and he knew she really
meant it. “I’ll miss you, too. But we’ll still see plenty of each other before I have to leave town.”

She looked up from her menu. “And by that you mean we’ll be naked.”

He grinned. “I’m always hopeful for that part.”

She laughed.

He looked over the menu. “Appetizer?”

Harmony looked up from the menu. “Yes. Absolutely.”

He laughed. “You are hungry.”

She smiled. “Yes. Absolutely.”

Their waiter came over and they placed their orders, including the appetizer.

“Those batter-fried oysters can’t come soon enough,” she said.

He’d noticed he was getting looks from a group of college-age guys a few tables away, and when one of them got up and came over, he knew they were probably fans.

“Barrett Cassidy, right?”

“Yes.”

“I’m really sorry to bother you, but would it be possible to get a picture with you?”

“Sure. Bring your friends over and we’ll do a group shot.”

“Awesome. It’s my birthday and my buddies and I went to the game to celebrate. Great game, by the way.”

“Thanks. And happy birthday.”

The kid motioned for his friends to come over, and he took a selfie with them. Then he shook their hands.

“Thanks a lot, Mr. Cassidy,” the kid said.

“You’re welcome.”

The kid snapped one more photo, this time of Barrett and Harmony, before hurrying back to his table.

Barrett frowned, paused.

“Barrett,” Harmony said.

“He needs to delete that photo.”

“Why? You invited him to take the picture.”

“Not the one of you and me together.”

“Awww, it was sweet of him. And for God’s sake, sit down. Unless you intend to go sing the ‘Happy Birthday’ song to the kid.”

Barrett sat, but he still wasn’t happy about that photo. He turned to Harmony. “What if that kid puts that picture of us up on social media?”

Harmony slanted a very unhappy look in his direction. “What? Are you ashamed to be seen with me in public?”

“You know better than that. But stuff like that tends to get widely circulated.”

“Oh, I see. And you haven’t told my brother about us yet, so now you’re worried.”

“Yeah.”

She took a sip of the wine the waiter had poured for her and just stared at Barrett.

“What?” he finally asked.

“Don’t you think it’s time we go public with our relationship? Because I’m damn tired of being your dirty little secret.”

He reached for her hand. She snatched it away. He pulled it back and held it with both of his. “First, you have never been my dirty little secret and you never will be. I am proud to have you by my side and you know damn well the reasons we haven’t had our relationship out in the open.”

“Okay, fine. I might have overreacted.”

Barrett picked up his glass of Jack and Coke and took two deep swallows. “Second, yes, I know. That conversation with Drake is long overdue.”

“I’m not going to argue that point. And once you talk to Drake, then maybe you can stop worrying about you and me being seen together. Providing you intend to talk to my brother.”

“I intend to talk to your brother.”

“And when might that conversation occur?”

“I’ll talk to him this week. I’ll find the right time, get him alone and I’ll tell him you and I are together.”

“I’m glad to hear that. Because I want to tell everyone that you and I are in a relationship. Providing that’s what we are.”

His lips curved. “That’s definitely what we are, babe.”

She smiled back at him, and Barrett relaxed.

But Harmony was right. He was overdue to have that conversation with Drake, because the last thing he wanted was for Drake to hear about Harmony and him from someone else.

Dinner ended up being better than he imagined. He’d had the New York strip and lobster, and Harmony had the Chilean sea bass. He’d had a taste of her fish, which was melt in your mouth good and she’d tried some of his steak and lobster.

And now he was full and ready to get out of here. He signaled for the waiter, signed the check, and led Harmony out the door to the SUV.

“I’m so full,” she said. “Thank you for dinner. It was amazing.”

“You’re welcome.”

“We should go dancing or something. I feel like I need to work off a few thousand calories.”

He looked over at her in her black silk dress. “Your body is gorgeous. And I have another idea.”

“You do?”

“Yes.”

“Care to share said idea?”

“Not yet.”

He drove them back to his place and pulled his SUV in the garage, then went over to help her out.