“I’m happy to get to sit with you.” Logan nudges her shoulder into mine. “Eli just needs our little pregame ritual, but after that, he’s focused on the game and not where I’m sitting. I’m excited that you’re here. Now I don’t have to hang in the family box with the other WAGS.”
I take a long swig of my beer. “WAGS?”
“Wives and girlfriends,” she explains. “Not all of them are my kind of people. Some are cool, but some of them are clearly dating for money or status or whatever else they’re getting out of it, so I’m excited to have you join. I need someone to hang out with at team functions.”
I give her a half-smile, not elaborating.
“When you can, I mean. Once you guys are out in the open and aren’t keeping it a secret anymore.”
I genuinely don’t know when that will be or what the f
