Page 36 of Shaken

Quinn

They’re oversized babies. So why the 911?

Wren

This can wait until you come home.

Quinn

Wrenny... You sounded the 911. What the hell is going on?

Wren

I let loose. But we can talk about it when you get home.

Quinn

My dad is looking for me. Ugh. Like he can’t see me standing in a sea of men. Can I call you tonight after the game?

Wren

I’ll probably be sleeping. I was on-call last night. We’ll do drinks next week.

Quinn

Call me tomorrow.

Wren

Okay. Have fun.

Quinn

You too.

Ithink about texting my sister for a hot minute before deciding against it and shoving my phone away, then head for my office to contemplate my next move.

I wouldn’t mind a repeat of today.

Who am I kidding? I haven’t stopped thinking about it for hours... but...

Whatisthe next move? It’s not like I can just text him for a booty call... Can I?

And if I can, what the hell am I supposed to say?

Hey, asshole. I really liked when you choked me earlier. Can we do it again? PS: I still hate you.

Is enjoying yourself supposed to be this stressful?

SAWYER

Sundays during football season are sacred.

Most of my siblings and I try to make it to the Kings home games whenever we can, which means my family is together each week. We grew up in that stadium, and in a lot of ways, it’s always felt like a second home. But there’s something to be said about Sundays during the off-season.

You’d think it would be hard to get a family of twenty-plus people together weekly.

You’d be wrong.