But it was bittersweet, knowing that my brother’s dreams were taken from him on the same field that brought me such inner joy. The guilt bothered me at times, but Christian being the loving supportive brother he is, supported me the entire time I was in college. He and Jamie would try to attend my games if they were able to or they watched them online when they wanted to keep up with my stats. I couldn’t have had a better support system than I did with my family and best friends.
Jamie squeezes my shoulders, reminding me where I am. “What are you thinking about, Tink? You seem like you’re a million miles away.”
Shrugging my shoulders, I lean into him. “Just remembering my eighth birthday.”
Jamie tilts his head to the side and looks at me. “When I gave you your glove?” He smirks, quite proud of himself.
“You remember? I still have that glove even though I outgrew it a long time ago. It’s tucked away in a safe place in my closet at my parents’ house. I hope one day to pass it on to my little girl.”
Jamie’s face softens when I mention my glove. Of course, I still have it.
“What's THAT look for, Jamie Banks? Have I shocked you?”
“How could I forget that day, your yard was set up like a baseball field. Your parents went all out for that party. I think they just loved the fact that Christian and you didn’t make them throw separate parties.” Jamie puts his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him.
“Yeah, you may be right. With me not being high maintenance, my parents had it easy when it came to parties.” Christian pulls my bags off of the carousel and looks in my direction, “Camryn, do you only have two bags with you?”
“Yeah, I packed light. Key Notes allowed me to ship some boxes home with more of my stuff since my stay will be longer than usual.”
Both Christian and Jamie’s eyebrows raise at that statement. Christian asks, “What do you mean longer than usual? You’re not here for two weeks?”
Looking a little devious, I shrug my shoulders. “Oh, did I forget to tell you two that little bit of information?” Laughing, I say, “Boys, I am home till after the New Year.”
Christian and Jamie both look at me with pure excitement written across their faces. Jamie grabs one of my bags from my brother and places his arms around my shoulders as we leave the airport. “This is going to be fun. Welcome home, Cami.”
CAMRYN
THE THREE OF us walk to the parking garage and my eyes wander around to see which car Christian used to pick me up. Christian leads us in the direction of our father’s black Land Rover. Neither of us own vehicles with him living in New York City and me being in Los Angeles. When I’m home, I use one of my parents’ cars. It makes more sense than renting one. Christian does the same if he needs to.
Christian pops the hatchback and loads my two bags in the back, while Jamie opens the passenger door for me to get inside.
Turning toward Jamie I smirk, “Well, aren’t you quite the gentleman.”
“I’ve always been a gentleman when it comes to you, Camryn. My mother raised me well.”
I can’t bring myself to look away from Jamie’s face. He looks better than I remembered. Christian slams the hatchback down, startling me, causing me to hurry up and get in the car. “Alright, Casanova, get in or we’re leaving you at the airport.” I playfully flirt with Jamie. Nothing sexual has ever happened between the two of us, but we have shared a few kisses over the years.
Christian gets in the driver’s side and buckles his seatbelt. Jamie jumps in the back of the truck and squeezes my shoulders lightly from the back seat. Glancing in my direction, Christian asks, “Where am I taking you? Are you staying with me, one of the girls, or am I taking you to mom’s?”
Turning to look at Christian, I notice Jamie staring at me from the backseat. “Take me to mom’s. I told her that I would have dinner with her and dad. Are you staying for
Jamie squeezes my shoulders, reminding me where I am. “What are you thinking about, Tink? You seem like you’re a million miles away.”
Shrugging my shoulders, I lean into him. “Just remembering my eighth birthday.”
Jamie tilts his head to the side and looks at me. “When I gave you your glove?” He smirks, quite proud of himself.
“You remember? I still have that glove even though I outgrew it a long time ago. It’s tucked away in a safe place in my closet at my parents’ house. I hope one day to pass it on to my little girl.”
Jamie’s face softens when I mention my glove. Of course, I still have it.
“What's THAT look for, Jamie Banks? Have I shocked you?”
“How could I forget that day, your yard was set up like a baseball field. Your parents went all out for that party. I think they just loved the fact that Christian and you didn’t make them throw separate parties.” Jamie puts his arm around my shoulder, pulling me closer to him.
“Yeah, you may be right. With me not being high maintenance, my parents had it easy when it came to parties.” Christian pulls my bags off of the carousel and looks in my direction, “Camryn, do you only have two bags with you?”
“Yeah, I packed light. Key Notes allowed me to ship some boxes home with more of my stuff since my stay will be longer than usual.”
Both Christian and Jamie’s eyebrows raise at that statement. Christian asks, “What do you mean longer than usual? You’re not here for two weeks?”
Looking a little devious, I shrug my shoulders. “Oh, did I forget to tell you two that little bit of information?” Laughing, I say, “Boys, I am home till after the New Year.”
Christian and Jamie both look at me with pure excitement written across their faces. Jamie grabs one of my bags from my brother and places his arms around my shoulders as we leave the airport. “This is going to be fun. Welcome home, Cami.”
CAMRYN
THE THREE OF us walk to the parking garage and my eyes wander around to see which car Christian used to pick me up. Christian leads us in the direction of our father’s black Land Rover. Neither of us own vehicles with him living in New York City and me being in Los Angeles. When I’m home, I use one of my parents’ cars. It makes more sense than renting one. Christian does the same if he needs to.
Christian pops the hatchback and loads my two bags in the back, while Jamie opens the passenger door for me to get inside.
Turning toward Jamie I smirk, “Well, aren’t you quite the gentleman.”
“I’ve always been a gentleman when it comes to you, Camryn. My mother raised me well.”
I can’t bring myself to look away from Jamie’s face. He looks better than I remembered. Christian slams the hatchback down, startling me, causing me to hurry up and get in the car. “Alright, Casanova, get in or we’re leaving you at the airport.” I playfully flirt with Jamie. Nothing sexual has ever happened between the two of us, but we have shared a few kisses over the years.
Christian gets in the driver’s side and buckles his seatbelt. Jamie jumps in the back of the truck and squeezes my shoulders lightly from the back seat. Glancing in my direction, Christian asks, “Where am I taking you? Are you staying with me, one of the girls, or am I taking you to mom’s?”
Turning to look at Christian, I notice Jamie staring at me from the backseat. “Take me to mom’s. I told her that I would have dinner with her and dad. Are you staying for
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