Chapter 4

Part 3

"You finally find…"

"Sean where do you want to go to dinner?" my dad asked as I met them outside the stadium after the Michigan State game while my brother and him fully critiqued my play.

"Um I don't care much," I muttered distractedly still thinking about the game.

My brother, Kevin, smiled at me wickedly as he climbed into the front seat leaving me the back of the car and absolutely zero leg room. "In all honesty that was some good football Sean."

I smiled at him reluctantly. "As long as it's better than that Navy game two weeks ago," I said simply while shrugging.

"If you'd played as well as I do in that game, maybe you could have gone to a real school like Florida," Kevin said sighing and leaning back into his seat with a sarcastic cockiness that made me smile and shake my head.

"Florida? Who likes Florida?" my dad asked smiling at my brother as Kev hit him in the arm.

"Punch. Bug," Kev growled somewhat maliciously at my dad who scowled.

"I don't see no damn punch bug," Dad grumbled sounding all too much like a red neck.

"I did," I chipped in simply even though I didn't. "I think it was red."

Dad pulled into a restaurant that I just happen to frequent but decided not to complain.

"Monroe's really been playing great though, hasn't he?" my dad pointed out holding up a three for the hostess to seat us.

"Yeah Charlie has been playing awesome since he saved you guys' asses in the Navy game," Kev added making eye contact with me and nodding his head toward the hostess to indicate that I should check her out. I did and despite her tiny black dress I just couldn't manage to make my eyes linger on her figure in quite the same way that hers did on mine.

I rolled my eyes and slid into the booth the hostess led us to. "Yes, he's probably going to win the Heisman if he keeps that up," I replied reluctantly.

Dad shook his head. "Sean let's not be modest. You play well next week against USC and that Heisman's yours."

"Not to mention the national championship," Kev amended as if the two of them were presenting the award themselves.

I flicked an ice cube at him from my water and kept quiet.

"I don't know about that," my dad said shrugging, "They'd still have to beat the Bucks. That'll be a good game," my dad commented while perusing his menu.

"Can we talk about something other than football?" I asked not really realizing what I'd said. "I hear enough about it throughout the week."

"What would we talk about then?" Kev asked blankly. "Football is life Sean," he said doing his best impression of me but supplementing my name into my own routine.

"Maybe we could…" I began but my words just seemed to melt as I noticed none other than Cam and two older looking people come through the door to the restaurant.

"Cam, please say I'm not dreaming," my aunt whispered pinching her arm. "Oh he's even cuter in real life."

I looked at my Aunt Green in a bit of shock then followed her gaze to the exact table where Sean Miller sat with two other guys that I could immediately assume were his brother and father just by the resemblance.

When the hostess walked us past their table to be seated our eyes just seemed to lock in that cliché way you always hear about in movies and I couldn't help but pause in front of his table.

"Hey Cam," he said, with a half smile that gave him this funny dimple in his cheek, before I had the chance to start moving again.

"Hey Sean," I replied trying to keep my voice steady as I heard Aunt G make a strangled sound beside me. I now understand that it's from my mother's side of the family that Kelly gets it from.

"Sean? Sean Miller?" my uncle asked stopping with me and Aunt G as he passed by and examining Sean as if appraising him for auction.

"Yes sir," Sean replied politely smiling at him and extending a hand for him to shake.

His dad looked about at the impatient hostess and gestured to my aunt and uncle. "Is this your family dear?"

I nodded as my aunt smiled as if finally noticing the man at the table

"Well fancy seeing you again," my aunt said brightly to his father and I eyed her as if she were a lunatic.

"These just happen to be the same people we sat next to in the game," the man continued brightly to Sean while pointing to my Aunt and Uncle.

My uncle nodded and chuckled heartily. "It's a small world after all isn't it Cam?"

I looked at him with my eyes big as Sean's father spoke again, "Join us, why don't you?"

I shook my hands in front of myself. "No sir, I don't want us to intrude on your meal."

"Nonsense," his dad exclaimed scooting over in their booth. "We were just discussing the fact that we have nothing to discuss. Just have a seat."

My aunt and uncle smiled like they were old buds and just slid into the booth beside Sean's father while I was forced to awkwardly squeeze in with Sean and his quiet brother.

"So have you met my brother?" Sean asked me with uncharacteristic traces nervousness and leaned back against the booth so that I could lean forward and shake his brother's hand.

"Hi I'm Cam," I said smiling at him and trying to be as genial as I could.

His brother's jaw seemed to slack and his eyes widened. "You're Cam?" he asked bordering excitement and leaning forward to grasp my hand fully.

I smiled weakly. "Ye-es?" I replied somewhat nervously. Not that being in such close proximity to Sean makes me nervous. Just the curiosity of the whole situation.

"Charlie's told me about you," he said bobbing his head and grinning.

"Good things?" I asked.

Sean leaned forward breaking my visual of his little brother. "That's enough little Kevin. Let's keep our noses out of other people's business," Sean said and I actually saw a trace of an honest smile on his face.

"Sean that's not fair," I modestly complained. "If you boys are talking about me I have every right to know what you're saying."

"We're not saying anything," Sean replied this time with a real smile that even made his cheeks turn deep pink. Is Sean Miller honestly embarrassed?

"Just about the fact that Sean finds you so… oh what's the word he used again… intriguing," Kevin ignored his brother and replied from the other side of Sean and I could literally hear the amusement in his voice.

"'Intriguing' eh?" I asked looking up at Sean with amusement written all over my own face. "Was this before or after the incident?" I asked not realizing that that might have been something I shouldn't have said until after the words had left my mouth.

"Incident?!" Kevin asked excitedly practically sitting on the table now so as to see me while I spoke.

Sean's face now began to flame such a bright magenta that I couldn't tell whether or not I should pour his water on his head to prevent him catching fire. "Oh please don't say it Cam. Let me keep at least one shred of my pride," he said behind his hands which he decided to use to cover his face despite it being a useless effort due to the fact that his ears we burning the color of hot coals.

I stuck out my tongue and smiled at him knowing that he was watching me between his fingers. "Sean you should know by now that when it comes to me, there is no pride allowed."

God I love this next part. You're basically not going to want to miss it. Sorry about my deluded version of her visiting Pemberly and Georgianna. I like to do things differantly so I made her a guy. I figued Sean's too manly to be really close with a little sister.

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