Page 6 of The Game Plan
“I didn’t want anyone to say anything,” Andre said.
“Has anyone?” Reese asked, his hackles rising. He hated when teammates dated the same woman and caused problems in the locker room. It happened, but the guys knew better than to bring it into the stadium with them. “I can set them straight for you.”
Andre waved his hand. “No, no, brother, we’re good. Even if anyone did say something, I’d handle it.”
Reese relaxed and took a sip of his scotch, sneaking a glance at Sutton again. He was surprised by the disappointment racing through him when he didn’t see her there.
“Oh, hi, Sutton,” Nicole said as she suddenly appeared to join the group.
“Hi there,” she replied. “It’s nice to see you again, Nicole.”
She cut an amazing figure in a long red dress that shimmered ever so slightly. She wore gold earrings and a necklace with anS on it, along with a thin band on the pointer finger of her right hand.
Her chestnut hair was pulled into a loose bun, and she wore very little makeup to accent her shining blue eyes.
Those blue eyes captivated him in dangerous ways.
I definitely don’t need any distractions right now. Stay focused on the football.
“It’s lovely to see you again, too,” Nicole replied, breaking Reese’s perusal of Sutton.
“How did you two meet?” Andre asked.
“We met at the brunch Amy threw last week,” Sutton replied. “It was mostly WAGS from the team, but since I’m family, I got to go, too.”
“She was telling me all about Amy’s wedding and how beautiful it was. I’m sad I missed it,” Nicole said. “Were you a bridesmaid? I can’t remember.”
Sutton shook her head and took a quick sip of her wine. “Amy only had three bridesmaids, and she has three sisters, so they stood up there with her.”
Magnus was a girl dad through and through, with four daughters, Amy being the oldest.
She flashed another bright smile, and Reese shifted where he stood. “The father-daughter dance was so beautiful. I have to say, I almost cried.”
“I didn’t see you at the wedding,” Reese commented, tucking a hand into his pocket. “I swear I would recognize you if I did.”
“There were quite a few people there,” Sutton replied. “I’m surprised I saw anyone I knew there. I did mostly stay with the family, as the team is…” she gestured with her hands, “very large. And took up the entire dance floor.”
The players in the group laughed, conceding she was correct.
And when there was free alcohol flowing, the team could get rowdy.
“That’s why Carter only had three groomsmen,” Andre said. “He never told us Amy only wanted three.”
They looked over at the couple in question, watching as Carter leaned over and whispered something in Amy’s ear to make her smile.
Sutton turned back to Reese. “So, Reese, what position do you play?”
He chuckled, turning on his charm. “I’m a running back. Been playing since high school.”
“Have you always played running back?” she asked, taking a sip of her wine.
“I have. Too short to play anything else,” Reese quipped, making his teammates laugh.
“Valid point,” Sutton replied. “Did you always want to play football?”
He arched a blond brow. “Are you a reporter?”
She shook her head, the loose brown curls at her temples bouncing. “I'm not. I'm the event manager for Somebody's Child. I coordinate all their fundraising events, including any large community ones.”