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of their death. She nursed me when my normal routine of immersion
broke and all I could do was wallow. She knows me better than anyone does.
She's ready to bust out the tough love. Her sternness and distraction
techniques say she's giving me a chance with an easy way out.
    "All right, all right. You're driving," I toss her
my keys. "Diego is taking me somewhere after the game."
    "Yeah, he is. Poundtown."
    "He said somewhere new. We've already been there,"
I deadpan.
    "Oh, yes. I've heard," she quips. She's giving me
that look. She knows how embarrassed I was to discover she was home during one
of Diego's and my 'naked wrestling matches' as she not so eloquently put it.
    The drive to the school stadium wasn't bad. Traffic is light
for Southern California on the weekends. The surrounding area is a different
story and parking would have been a bitch, but Diego scored us a parking pass
to the players and staff lot. You'd figure the game was about to start with the
crowd and not the whole hour until game time there actually is.
    As Diego instructed, we drove to the part of the lot closest
to the small building off to the side of the stadium. Once Mazzy had us parked,
I could feel my nerves racing with my pulse. I wish I could pinpoint the reason
for my nervousness. "Izabella, stop chewing on your nail and look over
there," she points off to the passenger side of the car in the direction
of the small standalone building.
    Following her finger, I discover what could be the source of
my shot nerves. There leaning on the side of the building like a Latin James
Dean in a soccer uniform is Diego. Looking all sex on a stick, the mischievous
smirk on his face makes a mess of my hormones. I fumble with the door handle as
Mazzy grabs her bag from the back. "You okay there, Izzy?" she's
laughing at my frazzled state of being. "The struggle is real. I get it.
That man makes my knees weak."
    Either I’m taking too long to get out of the car or he's
just as anxious to see me as I am him, but he's pushed himself off the side of
the building and headed in my direction. Before I could successfully remove
myself from the car, Diego is opening my door. My attempt to get out is impeded
by the fact that I'm still strapped in by the seat belt. I can hear Mazzy
chuckling at my absent-minded action as she closes the driver side door, but I
can't remove my stare from Diego. He reaches across me, grazing my chest and
unstraps the seat belt. "Hey pretty girl," he greets me. "What's
got you so distracted?" he asks, giving me a knowing look.
    Normally, I'd have a witty comeback, but the man has stolen
my breath and robbed me of my vocabulary. I couldn't string two words together
right now if my life depended on it. So my only answer is a nervous giggle and
a squeaky hi.
    "I got you and Mazzy seats as close to the bench as
possible. It's actually the section set aside for family." He gives me a
sheepish look, "So, you'll be meeting Lito."
    "Lito?" I can't hide the concern in my voice.
    "My grandfather," he says nonchalantly. "He's
excited to meet you."
    Whaaat? What in the fuck? He wants me to meet his
grandfather?
    "You want me meet your grandfather? No, I'll just sit
where normal people sit. It's fine." I ramble on about special treatment
not being necessary and that we would be perfectly suited to sit with the
general audience of the stadium.
    "Breathe, Izzy. He doesn't bite."
    All I can do is stare. I'm speechless, but I manage to catch
my breath.
    "Diego," my voice barely above a whisper,
"don't you think it's a bit too soon to be meeting your only living
relative? I mean..."
    I can't get my words out. They're there, but the moment I
try to deliver them, my tongue is twisted.
    He gives me a quizzical look. "Izabella, I just told
him that I had a couple of friends joining him and Baz for the game."
    "Baz? You mean Sebastian?" Shit. Sebastian
and I haven't talked since before Diego and I went on our first date. I can
feel my pulse racing and my breaths