The Game Changer (The Perfect Game 2)

“She will sign it, right?” Dean asked, his tone concerned.

The weight of my little brother’s question was something that hadn’t occurred to me until he asked. “I don’t know why she wouldn’t,” I said, looking around the small kitchen I’d spent most of my life in before locking eyes with Gran.

Dean choked back a laugh. “I do. Have you met her? She’s a total bitch. ”

“Dean! Language!” Gran’s forehead furrowed as she waved her wooden spoon in his direction.

“Sorry, Gran. ” Dean slumped lower into his chair.

I leaned forward, placing my elbows on the table before adding, “But it’s so over between us. She signed a prenup before we were married, so she doesn’t gain anything by not signing. ”

“Except control,” Dean remarked.

My temper flared. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

“How many times do I need to remind you both to watch your mouths?” Gramps interrupted before giving Gran a nod.

I huffed out a long sigh, willing my temper to calm. “Sorry, Gran. ”

“I just meant that she’d have control over you if she didn’t sign the papers. She knows how badly you want out of this marriage, so it wouldn’t surprise me if she pulled a bunch of sh—” Dean paused before continuing, “stuff just to mess with you. ”

I considered my brother’s words carefully as Gran appeared, placing dishes filled with steaming food in front of each of us.

“He’s right, Jack. She’s been so evil from the very start. What’s to stop her from being difficult now?” Gran asked, her voice shaky.

I reached out my hand, placing it on Gran’s shoulder. “I don’t know. I guess I’m just hoping that she knows this is over and there’s no point in delaying the inevitable. ”

“I hope you’re right,” she said with a sympathetic smile.

“How’s the kitten doing? Have you talked to her since she moved to New York?” I watched as Gramps’s face lit up like a kid at Christmas.

“Gramps, if I didn’t know better, I’d think you had a thing for my girl,” I joked.

“Your girl?” Gramps teased back.

My fork clanged against the side of the plate. “Uh-huh. My girl. ”

Dean laughed. “Maybe I’ll make her my girl. Keep her in the family. ”

I glared at him, the heat instantly spreading across my cheeks. “And I’ll disown you before I kick your—”

“Boys, that’s enough. ”

Dean shoved a spoonful of rice into his mouth as he grinned at me. “You’re lucky she’s like a sister to me. ”

“Yeah? I’d say you’re the lucky one. ’Cause I’d kill you if you touched her and you know it. ”

“I’m your only brother and this is how you treat me?”

I tried to stop the smile from spreading across my face as Gramps interjected, “You’re trying to take the man’s kitten, Dean. ”

Gran laughed and my smile widened.

“Worry about your own nonexistent girlfriend, little brother, and leave my girl alone. ”

“Do you have a girlfriend?” Gran’s focus shot to Dean as her eyes widened.

Dean shot me a warning look through narrowed eyes. “No. Jack’s just talking about Melissa. ”