This Heart of Mine (Chicago Stars #5)(92)

Why did she have to be Phoebe's sister? Why couldn't he have met her in a bar? He tried to imagine her in glitter eye shadow and a cellophane dress, but all he could see was the way she'd looked that morning in her underpants and his T-shirt. Her bare feet had been hooked over the rung of a chair, her pretty hair tousled around her face, and those wicked blue-gray eyes had shot trouble at him over the rim of a Peter Rabbit cup.

Now Molly hugged her nieces and nephew, apparently forgetting that her clothes were rumpled and she had pine needles in her hair. He didn't look much better, and any astute pair of eyes could see what they'd been up to.

There were no eyes more astute than the ones belonging to Phoebe and Dan Calebow. All four of them rotated toward him.

He slipped his hands into his pockets and played it cool. "Hey, there. Nice surprise."

"We thought so." Phoebe's polite response stood in marked contrast to the warm way she used to greet him, while Dan's expression was assessing. Kevin beat back his uneasiness by reminding himself that he was untouchable, the best quarterback in the AFC.

But the Chicago Stars had no untouchables as long as the Calebows were at the helm, and right then it flashed through his mind exactly how this could play out if he wasn't careful. If they decided they wanted to keep him away from Molly, he'd be called into the front office one day soon and hear that he was part of a big-ticket trade. A lot of struggling teams would be more than happy to give up some top draft choices for an All-Pro quarterback, and before he knew what had happened, he'd find himself playing for one of the league's bottom-dwellers.

As he watched Dan taking in the pine needles stuck to Molly's hair, a mental picture flashed through his head of himself barking out signals for the Lions in the Silverdome.

Molly hugged the kids who were chirping around her. "Are you surprised to see us, Aunt Molly? Are you surprised?"

"Roo! Kanga's here to play with you!"

"… and Mom says we can go swimming in…"

"… fell off the monkey bars and got a black eye!"

"… this boy calls her every day, even though…"

"… then he threw up all over the…"

"… Dad says I'm too young, but…"

Molly's attention shifted from one child to the next, her expression flickering from sympathy to interest to amusement without missing a beat. This was her real family.

The sharp ache took him by surprise. He and Molly sure weren't a family, so it wasn't as if he'd been cut out of anything. He was just having a leftover reflex from his childhood, when he'd dreamed about being part of a big, messy crowd like this one.

"Omigosh!" Molly squealed. "You're the Smiths!"

The kids squealed back and pointed their fingers at her. Gotcha, Aunt M!

Kevin remembered Molly's earlier comment that a family named Smith was checking in today. Meet the Smiths. His sense of dread grew.

Molly gazed at her sister, who was holding Roo the Fierce. "Did Amy know who you really were when she took the reservation?"

Tess giggled. At least he figured it was Tess, because she wore a soccer jersey while her look-alike scampered around in a sundress. "Mom didn't tell her. We wanted to surprise you!"

"We get to stay all week!" Andrew exclaimed. "And I want to sleep with you!"

Way to go, Andy boy. You just tossed good ol' Uncle Kevin right out on his ass.

Molly rumpled his hair and didn't reply. At the same time she reached for the quietest Calebow.

Hannah had been standing a little off to the side, as she usually did, but her eyes sparkled with excitement. "I thought up a whole new Daphne adventure," she whispered, barely loud enough for him to hear. "I wrote it down in my spiral notebook."

"I can't wait to read it."

"Can we see the beach, Aunt Molly?"

As Dan took the keys from Phoebe, he turned toward Kevin. "Maybe you could show me the cottage so I can start unloading."

"Sure." Just what he didn't want to do. Dan was on a mission to assess how much damage Kevin had done to his precious Molly. But when it came to damage, Kevin felt as if he were the one who'd suffered a head wound.

Molly pointed toward the cottage on the other side of the Common. "You're staying in Gabriel's Trumpet. The door's unlocked."

Kevin walked across the grass while Dan drove around. They did a catch-up on the team as they unloaded, but he knew Dan fairly well, and it didn't take the Stars' president long to say what was on his mind.

"So what's going on here?" Dan slammed the tailgate on the Suburban harder than he needed to.

Kevin could be as in-your-face as Dan, but he decided it was smarter using Molly's "dumb" ploy. "The truth is, I've been having a bitch of a time." He picked up a laundry basket filled with beach toys. "I didn't think it was going to be so hard to get someone to run this place."

"Dad!" Julie and Tess came running up, followed by Andrew. "We need our suits so we can go swimming before the tea party this afternoon."

"Except Aunt Molly says I get to drink lemonade," Andrew declared," 'cause I don't like tea!"

"Look at our cottage! It's so cute!" Julie raced to the door as Molly and Phoebe approached with Hannah.