by Becky McGraw
It had taken long enough, over a year, for them finally get to the altar so she had the official freedom to think about their future and plan. But good things were worth waiting for, and her new husband and son were definitely worth the wait.
But if Melanie would’ve had to live with her mother one more month while Brady finished his counseling, she probably would have committed herself to that mental facility where Lucy was being held and treated until she was fit to stand trial for murder.
The D.A. delayed filing charges for felony child abuse and attempted murder hoping they would get out of having to testify. Mostly so Brady wouldn’t have to testify—he agreed the kid had been through enough. The prosecutor thought the murder would probably get her life in prison, so he wouldn’t need to charge her with the lesser crimes.
Brady’s call for the ball jerked her attention back to the offensive line. She knew that’s what it was called now, because her stepson had explained the game to her in intricate detail. Melanie hated football, but she listened intently because she loved her stepson to distraction—almost as much as she loved his father.
The kid was funny and so damned energetic now she wondered how she’d ever keep up with him when he became a teenager. She would pass that duty off to Brock then, she thought, cringing as helmets crunched together and Brady ran toward the far end of the line. It was a good thing she was a doctor, because she had a feeling she’d be seeing half of these kids in her office before this first season of the Sunny Glen Pee Wee Football League was over.
Melanie’s breath caught in her throat, her fists closed and she held her breath as the last pair of players at the end of the line fell and Brady swooped by them with the ball under his arm. Brock bent to cup his hands to his mouth and yell, the crowd started buzzing and Melanie shot to her feet to watch. He pushed his hand into the chest of a defender and blew by him, then his feet moved so fast they looked like a blur as he streaked toward the end zone.
“Go Brady!! Run, baby, run!” she shouted, pumping her fists as pride swelled her chest to near bursting. And he did run all the way into the end zone where he promptly spiked the ball, then turned to fist pump Brock, before he picked up the ball and jogged back toward the sideline.
Melanie couldn’t stand it.
Brock told her to stay in the stands, but she had to hug Brady, and he needed her hugs, he told her so, because they made him happy. She quickly stepped on each bleacher seat until her feet hit the ground then ran toward the bench where Brock was talking to the players.
“Did you see me?” Brady shouted, as he ran over to grin up at her.
“I did see you, and I’ve never seen anyone run so fast! You were freaking awesome,” she praised, and he beamed. “What was that play called? A quarterback sneak?” she guessed, because it was the only one involving a quarterback that she could remember.
He squealed and threw his arms around her waist. “You got it right! Cause I’m a good coach, huh?” he asked, stepping back to smile at her.
“You’re the best coach, ever,” she said, then leaned down to whisper. “Even better than your daddy.”
Brady giggled and she felt eyes on her, so she glanced over to find Brock glaring at her. She smiled and waggled her fingers, and Brock’s lips twitched as he rolled his eyes.
“Cooper stop flirting with my wife and get back over here so you don’t miss the play,” he said gruffly, and Brady’s eyes widened before he spun to run over there. “Dr. Cooper get your pretty butt back in those bleachers before I spank you.”
Brock stared at her with that look, and a delicious chill snaked down her spine.
“You sure are bossy these days,” she mouthed, and he grinned, that dimple popped and her panties went up in flames.
The End
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Just Shoot Me
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Too Hot To Trot
Where There’s Smoke
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
A Jill of many trades, New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Becky McGraw has been an optician, a beautician, a legal secretary, a real estate broker, web designer, graphic artist, and romance writer. She knows just enough to make her dangerous, and her humor-laced contemporary cowboy, military and romantic suspense novels varied and interesting.
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