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Holy
shit! “I’d love to get to know Meg better.”
    “Well
then ask her out,” someone out of my line of vision advises him.
    “I
don’t think she’s interested in me.”
    “We
can help,” Liza offers. “We know her really well.”
    “Um,
okay.” Will suddenly sounds nervous and I grin.
    “She
loves music,” my patient, Bree tells him.
    “And
chocolate,” offers Mike.
    “And
she likes hugs,” my thirteen-year-old Jason chimes in.
    “But
if you fuck with her, I’ll tear your heart out of your chest, cancer be
damned,” Nick states clearly, harshly.
    “Nick!”
his mom exclaims. My feet are rooted to the floor. I should go take care of
this, but I can’t move. I want to hear Will’s response. Silence fills the room
and I picture the two guys, one almost a man and one a grown up, staring at
each other.
    Finally,
Will says, “You know, Nick, I already had a lot of respect for you just from
our chat earlier today, but now I just think you’re badass. You’re a good man.
You don’t need to worry about Meg.”
    I
walk into the room in time to see Nick nod soberly and look at the floor. The
other four players’ smirks have left their handsome faces, and are instead looking
at Nick with respect.
    “Okay,
everyone,” my voice is bright, not giving a clue that I just heard the
conversation about Will and me. “I know you probably have a lot more questions
for our guests, but I think it’s time we let them off the hook. They’ve spent a
lot of their time with us today.”
    There
are a few groans, but the room erupts into applause.
    “Thank
you!” The kids call out, and all five players look a bit embarrassed, but boast
huge, proud smiles.
    “You’re
very welcome,” Will responds when the applause dies down.
    “Good
luck on Sunday,” Bree’s dad calls out. “I have money riding on it!”
    “We’ll
see what we can do,” Sanders responds.
    I
follow the players back to the elevators, Will and I lagging behind the others.
He takes my hand in his, but I pull away and look around.
    “Not
at my job, Will.”
    “Oh,
so I can hold your hand outside of work?” he asks with a cocky grin.
    “I
didn’t say that.” Damn him.
    “Walk
me to my car.” He murmurs down to me, so only I can hear.
    “You
didn’t ride with the others?” I ask.
    “No,
Trevon stopped at the training center on his way here to get the Hawks gear,
and we all met here.”
    “Okay.”
    When
we reach the parking garage, Will’s teammates each hug me tight.
    “You
do not have an easy job, little lady,” Kip mutters, his face grim.
    “Days
like today make my job fantastic, Kip. Seriously, thank you, all of you for
coming today. You just don’t know what you did for those kids.”
    “Why
haven’t you asked us to come before?” Jerrel asks and Will coughs, choking on
his own spit.
    “Actually,
I have. Several times. But I always got a no.”
    “Fucking
Susan,” Trevon mutters darkly. “From now on, contact us directly. I’m assuming
you have Montgomery’s number?”
    “Uh,
no.” I shake my head and press my lips together.
    “Well,
hell, I’ll give you my number,” Kip grins. “And not just to visit you at
work.”
    “Back
up, Sutherland,” Will warns. “I got this.”
    “Good.”
Kip winks at me and the guys all go climb in their own vehicles to leave, wave
at us and are gone.
    “So,”
Will murmurs and steps toward me. Despite the magnetic pull I feel, I take a
step back.
    “I
should go back up.”
    “I
want to see you, Meg.” Well, he’s blunt, isn’t he?
    “I
don’t think that’s a good idea,” I murmur.
    His
eyes narrow and he crosses his arms over his chest. “Why not?”
    “This
is a busy time for you, Will, and my job is busy too. Hell, I haven’t heard
from you for the past two weeks, so I just assumed…”
    “Number
one, don’t assume. Ever.” His voice is hard and immediately grabs my attention.
“Number two, yes, we’re busy, but we can find the time. And number three,