Page 94 of Family Bonds- Emma & Warren

Tiff frowned. “We’ve been engaged for four years.” Wonder if that diamond was a push gift or a pressure proposal?

“Yes,” she said. “It takes time to plan a wedding.”

Tiff didn’t seem to appreciate the comment, but she wasn’t trying to be mean. Emma just turned it around so that she didn’t have to answer questions.

“I haven’t been able to decide where I want to get married yet. I want my wedding to stand out from others. People would expect that of us.”

“I like to do the unexpected,” Emma said, nodding her head.

Her hair fell in front of her face and she pushed it behind her ear quickly. She wanted to get a better idea of when the team would come out. She’d been told soon by one of the security guards. Other family members were gathering now.

Tiff got called away and left without getting much information.

“Don’t let her get to you.”

“Excuse me?” she asked. It was Mike this time.

“Tiff,” Mike said. “She is the leader of the WAGs. Or so she thinks she is. She was sizing you up to see if you could fit in with them or not.”

“Not,” she said.

Mike laughed. “I don’t think so either. And you’re not bothered, are you?”

She closed one eye at Mike. “Does it look like things like that bother me?”

“With your background, probably not,” Mike said.

She hated that came up so often. Or that Mike focused on it.

It was only going to get worse though, she knew.

In the next week, there would be promos for her series coming out to tease for a January release.

Her mother’s announcement would follow at some point.

She didn’t have time to worry about whether or not she could fit into the cool group. Nor did she have time in her life to add friends she’d have to socialize with.

No, thank you. She barely had time to see her boyfriend.

“Looks like they are coming out now,” she said.

“They are. Get ready for the cameras.”

She’d seen them around on the field. Warren had been giving some pregame warmup interviews.

The guys were walking out now but not really in a line.

Warren caught sight of her and moved closer.

“Hey, there,” he said. “Not too overwhelmed, I’m sure.”

“Are you kidding me?” she said. “I’m on sensory overload and loving every single minute of it. You don’t even want to know what is on my phone right now.”

“I’m sure I’ll get quizzed on it later.”

“You betcha,” she said. “Kiss me for luck. Though I doubt you need it. Then I’m going to find my way to your Mom. I’ll run.”

“I’ll have one of the guards bring her,” Mike said.