It was not something he and Emma talked much about.
When they had the time to be together, they didn’t spend it on details that didn’t concern him.
“None of it makes sense to me,” DeMarcus said. “But I’m not into reading. Maybe I’ll check out the show if I’ve got time. I’m positive Tiff will. She hasn’t shut up about your girlfriend since she met her.”
He snorted. “Why is that?”
“Because she’s jealous,” someone shouted in the room.
DeMarcus stood up to see who had dissed his fiancée. “Don’t you say that shit around her,” DeMarcus said. “She’ll slap you silly.”
“She couldn’t reach anyone’s skin because her damn nails are in the way,” Landon said. One of DeMarcus’s buddies.
“Those nails leave their marks,” DeMarcus said, smirking.
“Is Emma coming to the game this weekend?” Gus asked. “I know Lily would love to meet her if it’s possible.”
“She is coming,” he said.
Warren got her another suite even though she’d argued over it. She’d be in it with her family. Her mother and father wanted to see a game and decided that it’d be better to do it now before the news of Melissa broke.
“In the suites,” DeMarcus asked.
“This weekend, yes,” he said. “She’s got family with her.”
“Is she too good to sit in the stands with the others?” someone asked.
“It’s her choice,” he said.
“You’ve got all that money to pay for it,” DeMarcus said.
He’d heard from others that his star wide receiver was furious about the size of Warren’s contract.
Not his problem. They had agents for a reason to negotiate those things. DeMarcus had one year left on his contract so he couldn’t do much about it other than play his ass off and hope he got a better offer after.
“I hadn’t realized that my personal life was so interesting to everyone,” Warren said.
“It never was,” Rod, the offensive coordinator, said coming into the room. “Until you brought that sweetheart of yours around. Now everyone wants to know all your deep dark secrets.”
He forced a smile.
He didn’t feel as if he had any secrets in his life other than his father.
The asshole that had texted him twice in the past three weeks.
Every time his name was out there for something, his father would drop him a text and Warren would delete it without replying.
He wasn’t sure why he didn’t just block the guy.
No, he knew. He wanted to know what Sean was up to or his angle so he wasn’t blindsided.
“I’m an open book,” he said. “Just asked Emma.”
“We don’t care about you,” Landon said. “It’s more about your girlfriend. Come on now, you know she’s the talk. Let some of us meet her this weekend.”
Warren wasn’t so sure how he felt about that. “She was on the field a few weeks ago. Anyone could have gone up and talked to her. Ask DeMarcus. Tiff didn’t hesitate to introduce herself.”
Might as well get that in there.