Hard Luck
“Brady says while lifting me up to meet his lips. After a quick kiss, he lowers me back to the ground. I swear he barely let’s my feet touch the earth.
“I’m so proud of you.” I smile up at him with bright eyes. He taps me on the nose before heading up toward the stage.
A content sigh leaves my lips as he walks away in his custom-made Armani suit. I don’t miss the heads of everyone turning as he passes them by. Forget charisma, the man has magnetism—everyone is drawn to him.
“Cali, up here,” Eve calls out from the front row, motioning me toward her.
I wave back and work my way through the crowded East Room. Today is a pinnacle event for Chicago baseball. The President of the United States is about to honor their World Series victory.
Finally, I break through the crowd and make it to the front. “Hello, Eve,” I say while giving her a big hug.
“I’ve missed you so much,”
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