Behind the Camera (Love through a Lens, #2)

by Chelsea Curto

“I’m sure the suite is going to be nice, but it’s way more fun being down in the action. Plus, June can work out some of her energy before we try to sit for four quarters.” “How was y’all’s morning?” “Great. We had breakfast, then we did a walk around the hotel before heading over. JB won’t stop talking about how she gets to see Daddy play today to anyone who will listen, including our server at the pancake house. I tipped fifty percent because June wouldn’t let her get back to work.” “That’s June for you. She wants to be friends with everyone. Darcy made sure there are noise canceling headphones in the suite in case the game gets overstimulating. There’s also going to be plenty of ranch dressing so you can dip your sliders. I swear, you’re the only one who likes that shit.” Maven freezes. Her arm is pulled back, about to throw the ball to me, and she blinks. “You asked for extra ranch?” “Yeah. We filled out a sheet with food preferences, and I made sure to include it. It’s no big deal, and it’s not like I didn’t already pay for the suite. The least they can do is add some additional condiments.” “How did you know I love ranch?” “You use it on everything, woman. Sandwiches. French fries. Pizza—god, the Italians would burn you at the stake.” “Sounds like you might be watching me,” she says softly, and I take a step toward her. “I definitely am. Is that okay?” I ask. Maven’s cheeks are flushed, and she nods. “It’s more than okay.”