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“Yup. That’s what I thought.”
“Look.” I let out a breath as I try to calm myself. “Can you possibly talk to her, keep an eye on her? That’s why I brought her up here. I honestly think she could use a friend. Maybe some girl time.”
She laughs, “Yeah, she can probably use a little less testosterone hanging around her.”
My lips turn up in a smile. “If that wasn’t so accurate, I would be offended.”
“Yeah, I can definitely spend some time and get to know her. Drew said she’s been through some stuff but didn’t elaborate.” She crosses her arms over her chest.
“Thank you.” I bend down and give her a hug, my giant frame engulfing hers. Then I head back toward Raelyn and crouch down in front of her. “Hey, Phoenix here is going to take you towatch the game. You are going to hang here with her for a bit and get some girl time in. Sound good?”
Her knee starts bouncing, and she looks over at Phoenix. “Sure.”
“Good. I will check in when I get a moment. But everything will be fine. She’s best friends with Drew. She is good people. If you need me, just have her give me a call, okay?” She gives me a slight nod.
I turn to Phoenix and thank her as I head out and back toward the training facilities.
And I fight every urge to go back to her and take her back to Drew’s, where she’s safe.
And that’s when I realize how truly fucked I am.
Chapter Eighteen
RAELYN
“So haveyou ever seen a baseball game before?” Phoenix asks me.
She is absolutely beautiful. Her fiery red hair cascades down her back, her eyes just as red as her hair. She wears a black leather dress that looks professional yet badass. The sleeveless leather hugs her softly, not too tight, but enough to show her curves. The dress flares at the bottom coming at mid-thigh, and she pairs the dress with some sleek black combat boots.
Phoenix takes a seat next to me on the couch but leaves space between us. My tongue darts out and licks my dry lips. My leg bounces up and down, and my hands wring in my lap.
“Please, don’t be scared. I promise, you are safe here.” Her voice is soft and calm.
“Thanks.” I reach for the water and take a sip.
“I’ve known Drew since I was eighteen. He saved me when I didn’t even know who I could trust. He was always there for me. Even in the darkest moments, he tried to protect me. So when I say you’re safe, I mean it.” She places a hand out between us, but doesn’t touch me.
I nod. “He’s been great, actually. And no.”
“No?” She furrows her brows.
I hesitate before speaking. “I haven’t been to a baseball game before. Or at least, I don’t think I have. My memory is still missing things.”
“Yeah, I heard about that. Those memories will come back in time. Don’t stress yourself out over it. That won’t help.”
“I know. It’s just an odd feeling,” I offer honestly.
“What is odd?”
“That I feel like the truth is right there. The memories are sitting right there. But there is this mirror in my head, and all I am doing is staring back at myself right now at this moment. I can’t see through the mirror to the other side. Where I know my memories are.”
Phoenix hums. “I wish I could offer more help. I really do. But what I can offer you is a chance to stop staring at the person in the mirror and experiencing the outside world for a bit. Like getting to go see Drew play baseball.”
“I don’t know anything about the game. I think. I really don’t know if I have ever been to one.” I frown.
“Well, there’s no better time to see one than now! The Mavericks are number one right now, and Drew is on fire. Come on.” She stands up. “My husbands and I have a box for just us. We can watch the game in comfort.”
My eyes widen at her words. Husbands? As in… more than one? How does that even work?