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“I appreciate that.” I ended the call and tossed my phone on the bed.
I walked into Chase’s room, giving him a small smile before sitting next to Tyler on the couch.
“Did you talk to the lawyer?”
I nodded. “Yeah. He’s going to get an emergency hearing set.”
“Thanks, Dad,” Tyler said.
I wrapped an arm around his shoulders. “You know I’d do anything for you and your brother.”
He smiled for the first time since we picked him up. “I know.”
“Hey, Dad.” Dylan looked up from the game he was playing on his phone.
“What’s up, kiddo?”
“Can Jase stay in our room with me and Tyler, and you stay in here with Chase?”
My eyes widened, his question catching me by surprise. “Um, you’d be okay with that?”
“Why not? You and Heather used to sleep in the same bed when you dated.”
I cringed because I didn’t think Chase needed to be reminded of my most recent ex, but when I heard him chuckle, I knew he understood that kids often said whatever was on their minds.
“If you guys are cool with it—”
“We are,” Dylan and Jase shouted in unison and ran into the other room.
I looked toward Tyler who gave me a nod and followed the other two. Maybe talking to them about Chase and I moving in together was going to be easier than we thought.
But was it the right time considering the shit with Lisa?
23
CHASE
When we arrived in St.Louis, we only had time to check into our hotel before we needed to head to the Cardinals’ stadium for Aron’s night game. It hadn’t fully hit me how much I had been missing the game until we were on our way.
“Everything okay?” Gage asked, squeezing my knee slightly as I joined the line of cars trying to enter the parking lot.
I looked over at him and smiled the best I could. “Yeah, why?”
“You’ve been awfully quiet since we left the hotel.”
“Just used to coming to this ballpark on a team bus.”
“Have you thought more about your meeting on Monday?” Being in front of the camera and talking about the game wasn’t the same as playing on the field, but I understood why he was asking.
“Kinda. It will be weird rooting for another team, you know?”
“Maybe look at it as rooting for the players themselves like you do for all your buddies you’ve previously played with. I know I cheered for you when you faced the Padres.”
The cars pulled forward. “You did?”
“Of course, I did.”
“I had no idea.”
