She had no idea how she’d make it through until then.
Chapter Fourteen
“Hey, Mia, over here!” a female voice called out as she walked up the steps of the bleachers. Josh had already run off to sit with Noah – his overnight bag already safely stowed in Noah’s mom’s car, along with his clothes for practice in the morning.
Mia looked up to see Becca Hartson waving madly at her from a bench in the middle of the stand. She was surrounded by her family. Mia recognized Cam’s twin, of course, and his gorgeous wife with a baby strapped to her chest, his head lolling as he slept. And everybody knew who Gray Hartson, their older brother was. Next to him was a pretty woman with a brunette pony tail who was swapping small children with the rock star. Maddie? Yeah, that was her name.
Next to Gray, was the youngest brother. Mia couldn’t quite remember his name, though she knew Becca had introduced him at church that Sunday.
“Tanner, stop hogging the damn popcorn,” Gray said, grabbing the bucket from him.
Well that solved her problem.
“Hi.” She shot Becca a smile as she came level with the bench they were all sitting on.
“Come and sit with me.” Becca tapped the bench next to her. “Where’s your son? Josh, is it?”
“He’s sitting with a friend. And Michael is down there with the team.”
/> “So you’re on your own.” Becca’s smile was huge. “Then you have to sit with us. You remember everybody, right?”
“Yeah.” Mia gave them a shy wave. “Hi.”
“Hey!” Logan’s wife said, grinning over the top of her baby’s head. “It’s good to see you again.”
“Likewise.” Putting her purse between her feet, Mia pulled her hair out of her hoodie. “What are you guys doing here?” she asked Becca, who was slurping from a huge cup of soda. “I thought you went to that Friday Night Chairs thing.”
“We thought we’d come and support Cam. And it’s kind of fun to watch Friday night football. I feel like I’m a kid again, watching my brothers get kicked to pieces on the field.” She wiggled her eyebrows at Mia. “I had to get my fun vicariously in those days.”
Mia bit down a grin as Logan and Gray hurled friendly abuse at her. They were such a nice family. It made her feel warm to watch them.
“Look, there’s Cam,” Becca said to her brothers. She stood up and waved like crazy. Cam looked up at his sister, lifting a large hand to wave back at her.
And then he spotted Mia sitting on the bench.
His head tipped to the side, as he gave her a long, speculative look. Then his gaze dipped, his eyes hooded, before he noticed the rest of his family sitting there. He shook his head, a smile ghosting his lips as one of the boys standing at the sideline whispered something in his ear.
He grabbed his phone from his pocket and quickly tapped his fingers on the screen.
The next moment, Mia’s phone vibrated in her pocket. Her breath caught, because she knew exactly who had messaged her. A sideways glance at Becca told her the younger woman was too busy playing with one of her nephews to notice Mia surreptitiously pulling her phone from her pocket to glance at the screen.
Look at you sitting on the bench surrounded by my family. What are you trying to achieve? C xx
She bit down a grin at him reflecting her words from the other day back at her. When she glanced back down at the field, he was still looking up at her.
I figured I should get to know them. You are going to ask me to marry you after we have sex, right? M
Cam laughed out loud, and looked back up at her. Damn, he was hot as hell. Wearing a pair of dark training pants and a grey sports top, she could see the outline of his chest through the elastane fabric. His shoulders looked broader than ever, his arm muscles glistening in the glow of the floodlights.
Tomorrow she’d feel that body pressed against hers.
She shifted in her seat, and turned to Becca who had one of Gray’s children sitting on her lap, pointing at the field as the Eagles ran out onto the turf.
“Is your boy one of them?” Becca asked her. “I can’t tell when they’re wearing their helmets.”
“You could never tell which ones we were either,” Logan pointed out. “No matter how many times we told you our numbers.”
“To be fair, I couldn’t tell the difference between you when you were in your normal clothes, let alone your football gear.” Becca shrugged. “It’s not my fault you two are so alike.”