Page 48 of Cross Check

AG

I’m in DC. Does 11 work for you tomorrow? I need to head to the arena around 3:30.

Me

Perfect. We have a light skate in the morning. I’ll probably just come from there. Want me to grab you on the way?

AG

Is Pete’s far from my hotel? We’re staying at the Hilton by the arena.

Me

About three miles. It’s supposed to be cold!

AG

Sure. A ride sounds great.

Me

I’ll text when I’m around the corner.

“I need you to lock in, G-Money.” Connor gets the game lobby set up. “We’re playing Capture the Flag, and I’m always shit at this one.”

“Should’ve done King of the Hill,” I say, flipping Maverick off when he blocks the television from view. “Can you move your ass please, Cap?”

“It’s my house. My ass can go wherever it wants, Everett,” he tosses back, but he’s kind enough to shift out of the way. “That’s only because you said please.”

“Love you, Mavvy!” I call out as the game starts. I take a kill shot to the head when I get another message and look at my phone. “You guys keep playing. I’m going to hide in the cave for a second.”

“This is supposed to require full effort, G.” Connor groans when he misses an easy kill. “You’re not being a team player.”

“I’ll be quick. You won’t even know I’m gone!”

There’s a new notification from Amelia, and I don’t bother fighting off my grin as I open it.

AG

I’ve reached pathetic status. I really can’t think about anything but that sandwich. You’ve ruined me for life, Everett.

Me

I’ll make sure it’s worth your while tomorrow, Green.

AG

Don’t be late. Please. I’ve waited months for this.

Me

I’ll be right on time. I promise.

AG

I’m not afraid to use my coaching influence on you if you’re not.

Desire rips through me at her last message, and I let out a slow exhale.