Page 18 of Fumble Into the End Zone
“Rex is showing out,” I said.
“But if he wants the money, he gon’ have to drop his agent,” Bryce said.
Scott hit the soundboard and the sight of Kindness laughing behind the glass caused me to cackle.
“And on that note. Let’s go out to the new Icey,” I said, and cut on the music as Bryce and I spit his last verse.
“It’s a wrap,” Scott said in my earpiece.
Bryce and I slapped hands because we both knew it was magic between us.
“I need you back on the show.”.
“Work with my schedule and let’s do it,” he said.
Bryce left the studio with different energy. I watched the security cameras confirming my suspicion about Kindness and Bryce being more than friends. They couldn’t hide the new love spark if they wanted to.
“Your father is proud of your podcast interview with Bryce. People have been calling him for days,” my mother, Trendy, said.
I sat across the table, bunching my shoulders. The interview had soared my podcast show to the number one spot. Social media comments objecting and agreeing with Bryce’s picks commanded the threads. Jalin Austin was being placed in the appropriate conversations.
“The credit goes to Kindness. She secured the interview,” I said.
My mother pushed around the lettuce on her plate. “About time you called in some favors. Mia, your friends are there to help. Serena, Nikki, and I always helped each other,” she said.
I wouldn’t be here at this table if it wasn’t for Stacie and Kindness. They loved on me when I had no love for myself.
“How are things with you and Addison?” she questioned.
“He is a great friend,” I said.
Trendy’s bunched brows sent a giggling sensation through me. We were identical with our looks, including our almond-shaped eyes, straight proportioned noses, full-figures, full lips, toasted golden-brown skin, and high defined cheekbones. However, I was several inches taller.
“Friend? What are you going to do with a friend?” she questioned.
I chuckled because I knew she was ready for grandchildren.
“I’ve decided to date around a little. But, no immediate commitment. The dating pool has changed,” I said.
Observing her shoulders rise, I rolled my eyes to the ceiling.
“About time. A man can’t find you if you’re always in the studio and at home. And move the laptop from his side of the bed,” she said.
“Why, Mom?” I asked.
“A man can’t find your bed if something is occupying it,” she said.
I sipped my water to suppress my laughter.
“Oh, there is something I wanted to discuss with you. Stacie mentioned there is a smear campaign going around about Nathan. You wouldn’t know anything about it, would you?” I asked.
My mother dismissed me with a hand wave. “Let’s not say his name. It makes me itch. But I don’t know anything about a smear campaign. He isn’t worth a phone call to spread a rumor,” she said.
As I listened to my mother lie, my phone vibrated.
Addison
Batting Cage?
