CHAPTER 8
MILES
I’m waiting at an outside table for two at a café downtown Chicago. Shelly Breckles from Sportsverse called me to meet to talk about the article she wants to write on me. She hasn’t started traveling with the team yet because last weekend she was ill, which was when we were originally supposed to talk about it.
My phone vibrates, and I pull it out of my pocket and see my sister’s name on the screen.
“If Chase is within five feet of you, I’m hanging up,” I answer.
I’m just picking on her, but I don’t understand why Chase always has to be touching her. I mean, c’mon—have some respect for the older brother.
“I cannot believe I’m finding out that you and Bryce are a couple from the internet! Why did neither one of you tell me?”
I groan. “What are you talking about?”
My
