Total pages in book: 109
Estimated words: 104252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 104252 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 521(@200wpm)___ 417(@250wpm)___ 348(@300wpm)
David Beckham has nothing on my baby daddy. Cam is clean-shaven as usual, so when he looks up into the camera and smiles, those cute-ass, sexy dimples pop and my heart stops. Butterflies take flight in my belly and my eyes burn with tears.
The twins still have the same face, but now you can’t mistake the two for each other. I’m super nervous now. I have to remind myself to breathe as I continue to watch. Caleb is the first of the twins to be drafted. I’m so happy for him.
I watch as Cam hugs his brother tightly before he heads for the stage. However, when he releases him, they both look nervous. For a moment, I think Cam is going to follow him up on stage.
His face says he wants to. However, instead, he moves back to his seat as Cal strolls up on stage. The bartender comes and places a hot plate of wings and fries in front of me, causing my mouth to water.
“I sure do hope those twins go to the same team. I’ve seen a few of their collegiate games. They’re dynamic together. I was hoping my guys would get them, but I’m happy for them either way,” the bartender says.
He then raps his knuckles on the bar top and goes to pour a drink for another customer. I’m too nervous to touch my food. The next team is on the clock.
Like the guy said, I hope the brothers get to stay together. Especially now that I know about Cal. I hold my breath as they go to announce the next player to be drafted to Atlanta.
“Cameron Perry.”
It’s like his name echoes through the bar. I don’t know how to feel. It’s not New York or Texas, but that’s as much a problem as it is a good thing. Cam will be so far from his family and his brother.
I still don’t know how this is supposed to work out. Cam smiles for the camera and puts the cap on his head like this is the greatest day of his life. I’m proud of him.
“This is the father, no?” I turn to find a woman standing right on top of me.
I mean, she’s all in my personal space. She’s around my height and has pretty brown eyes. Although she’s not making eye contact with me, her eyes stand out. They are large and bright, and her lashes are amazing.
Everything about her face is pretty, her nose, her mouth, those eyes. Sis has some of the nicest locs I’ve ever seen. They are neatly styled and look freshly done.
I blink a few times as I look up at her. I’m at a loss for words. She looks around us then lifts her hand for the bartender.
“We should get moving. He can box your food, or you can wait for them to prepare you something at the house. My chef is world-renowned. You will enjoy her cooking,” she says in a robotic way.
“We can leave it,” I say, having lost my appetite.
“I am Symphony. Ximena has sent me here for you. First rule, never do what you just did. If you don’t know someone, do not engage.”
“But … wait, how do I know you’re the one who I’m supposed to be waiting for?”
“Do you have the Rubik’s Cube?”
I nod and go to grab the cube from my bag.
“Go ahead and mix it up,” she says then holds her hand out.
I twist it and mix the colors up. Then I hand it over to her. She solves it right before my face. I don’t even think she takes a minute to complete it, just as Ximena said.
She hands it back to me. Then pulls her phone from her pocket and starts tapping away at it. My burner phone chimes and I look down at it.
I open the text and find a picture of Symphony holding up a phone. I zoom in and see Ximena giving me a thumbs-up on the phone screen.
“I and anyone connected to me will always verify themselves with two forms of verification like this.”
I nod and stand to grab my things so we can leave. She settles my bill, and we go. We’re both silent until we get to the parking garage.
There is a driver waiting for us with a sleek black car. We slide into the back as the driver takes my things to place them in the trunk. I have so many questions, but I don’t know where to start.
“Ximena is a good friend of mine. You are safe here with me. Not only am I protected and looked after, but I also have the skills of someone your ex never wants to meet. If he finds you here, he will die,” she says matter-of-factly.
“How do you know my cousin?”
“I once saved her life, and we became friends. I don’t make friends easily. She was kind to me.”