Hendrix - Kelsey Clayton Page 0,39
minute. Our undefeated streak stands strong at 5-0. No one can convince me that doesn't have something to do with Asher being back. That man belongs on the field.
Drinks are flowing, and the music makes the whole room pulse. There isn't a single person in the place that doesn't have a huge smile on their faces. We almost lost this one. It came down to one final play—a Hail Mary of sorts. I've never run so fast in my life. As I reached the end zone, Asher sent the ball soaring through the air. I used all the power I could find in my legs to jump and caught the ball by the tips of my fingers—winning the game 27 to 24.
“I still don't know how you caught that throw,” Asher tells me.
I chuckle and give him my most charming grin. “Colby Hendrix doesn't drop the ball. Not on the field, and not in life.”
My phone vibrates, and a text from Saige comes through. It's a video of Brenna watching the end of the game, cheering excitedly as we celebrate our win. I can't help but grin. It's one of the most adorable things I've ever seen.
“Is that your jersey?” he asks as I show him the video.
Busted. “Yeah. I had one made in her size.”
Tessa swoons. “That's so cute!” She turns to Asher. “Are you going to be that cute when we have kids?”
His brows raise. “You expect me to share you with a child? I'll get none of your attention.”
She rolls her eyes. “Relax, Mr. Possessive. I'm not talking any time soon.”
“That's good, because as cute as Brenna is, our sex life is a little too active for a tater tot.”
Tess makes a face and looks over at me. “Speaking of sex lives, yours has been rather tame lately.”
“It has not,” I defend, but it's useless. “Okay, maybe a little. I've just had more to focus on than women lately.”
Asher watches me intently. “It doesn't have to do with your blast from relationship's past? Don't think I didn't see that magazine article.”
Right, the article. I've been meaning to talk to Saige about that. She and I both know it was all taken out of context. I know how these photographers and journalists work. Saige, however, is new to all of this. Even Topher keeps her out of the spotlight for the most part. However, every time I've tried to talk to her about it, she's changed the topic.
I shake my head. “She's happily engaged to someone else. That ship sailed the day I packed my bags and left her a letter.”
“Ouch,” Tessa cringes. “That's pretty low, even for you.”
I shrug. “We all made mistakes. I was young and stupid.” I nudge her playfully. “At least I didn't burn down a house.”
She crosses her arms over her chest and keeps her head high. “That wasn't a mistake. A little psychotic, maybe, but definitely not a mistake.”
“Fair enough.”
Asher taps my shoulder and gestures to a woman across the room who's had her eye on me all night. She's pretty, with long black hair and a dress that's tight enough to look painted on. As our gazes lock, she smiles and starts to come our way.
“Colby Hendrix,” she greets me. “You're even hotter in person.”
Tessa snorts, and it takes everything in me to ignore it. “So, I've been told.”
“And confident, too. I like that in a man.”
I lick my lips and look her up and down. She’s supermodel hot, with her long legs and tiny waist, but she’s missing something. Still, if I turn her down, I’ll never hear the end of it. She’ll have to do.
“Yeah? Why don’t you tell me all the other things you like while we get out of here?”
She gives me a flirty smile as I drape my arm around her and lead her out of the club.
WITH THE WEATHER GETTING colder, I figured it'd be the perfect time to have the last barbecue of the year. My backyard is filled with all my favorite people, sans Lennon, who couldn't make it due to an exam. Asher and Tessa are talking to Griffin and his new girlfriend. Brenna is jumping on another bounce house I rented, not caring at all about the cast on her arm. A couple other guys on the team stand around drinking beers. Saige, however, seems to space out every few minutes.
Since we decided to leave all our mistakes and bad choices behind us, I expected things to become a little lighter