“Dude, let’s be honest. I’ll leave here and go home to watch Game of Thrones,” he said and Jordie laughed because he assumed he was joking. The dude wasn’t ugly by any means, sorta looked like an underwear model with his chiseled cheekbones and puffy lips. But when he just turned around and walked away, defeat in his eyes, it left Jordie with the assumption that he would really go home and watch Game of Thrones instead of finding a lady to go home with.
Poor sap.
That wouldn’t be Jordie though. Oh no, he had himself a firecracker of a hottie that he would be all over as soon as he found her.
Walking toward where he thought she was, he ran right into Audrey Odder, Tate’s wife. Smacking him, she hugged him tightly. “JT! I haven’t seen you in eons! I always make your favorite cupcake every Friday, hoping you’ll come in.”
His mouth watered at the thought of the snickerdoodle cupcakes she made. She owned a little cupcakery that he used to pass every day on his way home. He was pretty sure he had been sporting not only a whiskey belly but an Audrey Jane’s cupcake belly. He used to joke that he had a body by Audrey Jane’s. With everything that had been going on, he sort of forgot about Audrey and her shop. He should take Kacey there.
She’d love it.
“I’ll be there this Friday. I promise.”
“You better be! Penny and Philly would love to see you!”
He nodded. “I do need to see the little man. I’m so happy for you guys.”
“Thanks,” she said cheerfully. “We are so blessed. But I have to say, Tate told me where ya been, and I’m really proud of ya. I think everyone is. You seem so much happier.”
He shrugged, bashful as he met her caring gaze. “I am.”
“Good, now it’s time for you to settle down,” she said with a wink and he chuckled.
“Working on it. Which reminds me, I gotta bring my woman some water. Excuse me, okay?”
Leaning over, she kissed his cheek, and he smiled as she said, “Of course, see you Friday. Bring her with you.”
“Promise,” he said, going around her to find Kacey. He didn’t have to go far; she was standing with Baylor and Jayden, watching him like a hawk.
“That’s Tate’s wife, right?” she asked once he handed her her drink.
“It is,” he said, taking a long pull of his water. His mouth was dry.
“Good, because she has one hell of an ass, and I was about to get superjealous,” she admitted and Jordie laughed, rolling his eyes.
“While you could be right, my eyes are glued to this beauty,” he said, taking ahold of one of her cheeks.
“Please don’t sue the team for sexual harassment.”
He looked over and saw Elli grinning at him as Kacey smacked his hand away.
“Can’t sue if it’s my boyfriend,” Kacey laughed, but then she cut him a look. “Or can I?”
Jordie scoffed as Elli laughed, her eyes bright as Shea towered over her, looking ever the doting husband. But even with how large Shea was compared to Elli, Jordie couldn’t help but appreciate how gorgeous she looked in a floor-length purple dress that sparkled at the top. In the dress, he could tell that Elli had lost even more weight.
“I’m convinced you aren’t feeding this woman,” Jordie accused Shea, and he scoffed.
“Please, I’m trying to get her to eat more. She’s on some diet, wanting to be thinner for our trip to Disney,” he said, rolling his eyes. That was, until Elli smacked him.
“Do you know how embarrassing it is when you go to hug Mickey and he can’t get his arms around you? Shea ruined my body with all our blessings, and I’m getting my body back.”
“If you need help, let me know,” Kacey suggested but Elli shook her head.
“No, you’d kill me.”
Kacey laughed as Shea and Jordie said, “Yeah, she would.”
“No, I’d take it easy. We can do one of my workouts,” she suggested, but as Elli’s eyes traveled down Kacey’s beautiful, fit body, he could see the apprehension in her eyes.
“I can’t fire you if you hurt me, can I?”
“No, I’d make you sign a waiver,” Kacey said with a wink and Elli laughed.
“Fine, I’ll come down after the boys train on Monday.”
Kacey bounced on her heels. “Can’t wait!”
Shea snorted with laughter. “Do I need to hire a sitter? Or call Grace?”
“Shut up, Shea,” she snapped, smacking his stomach. “I’ll be able to walk…I