Page 96 of Family Bonds- Emma & Warren

It didn’t bother her to be alone once Warren’s family left. The stadium was emptying rather quickly and when she got a text from Warren that he was ready and coming to get her, she stood up and stretched her legs.

Her ass was numb. She was used to sitting for long periods of time, but not in seats like this.

She turned when someone opened the door five minutes later.

“How did you like your first game?” He’d showered and put on the same suit he’d arrived in. His hair was damp and combed like it was when he got out of the bathroom at home.

It’s funny that it was the first she’d seen him dressed up when they left his house this morning.

She felt almost under-dressed compared to him, but he laughed.

He said players could wear what they wanted, but he always dressed nicely.

She wondered if it was part of his image, but he’d said he didn’t always have a suit on.

She’d seen other players didn’t either, but plenty did. Some came in designer tracksuits. She tried not to laugh over that. No way Warren wouldeverdo that.

“Awesome,” she said, running over and jumping up to hug him. He picked her up and she wrapped her legs around his waist, then got a kiss she’d been waiting for to know he was okay.

“I’m glad,” he said.

“My heart can’t seem to stop racing. At least your mother said hers always does.”

“She worries,” he said.

“After watching you on the field I can understand why!”

He laughed. “Are you ready to go home?”

It was the first he’d said that.

Home.

It was odd that it was feeling comfortable enough for her there. She’d told her mother that wasn’t the case months ago, but once she opened her mind more, she found she did some damn good work there when she was visiting.

“I am,” she said. “I bet you’re starving. There are some snacks over there.”

“I’m good,” he said. “I’ll eat when we get home.”

They left the stadium, waving to other players and wives or girlfriends in the parking lot, and then drove the less than an hour to Warren’s house.

“I’ll get some food ready for you if you want to change,” she told him as they walked in the door.

“I’d like that,” he said. “Whatever you want to put together.”

She went to his fridge and pulled out the chicken. It’d be the fastest to warm up. There were plenty of sides, and she picked two vegetables at random and then cheesy mashed potatoes. She’d put a special request in for them herself.

The food was warmed up and on the island when Warren returned in shorts and a T-shirt. He filled a plate and sat next to her.

“I can’t imagine the amount of calories you burned today,” she said. “I know I had to have burned a ton just jumping up and down in excitement.”

He’d put two large chicken breasts on his plate and a mound of potatoes.

“I do burn a lot,” he said. “I’ll be eating on and off most of the night.”

“Yay,” she said, silently clapping her hands. “Now I won’t feel bad when I do the same thing.”

“I’m sure you’ve got a lot of questions with your notes,” she said.