Two of a Kind_Impulse the Best Mistake by Nora Roberts

Author:Nora Roberts [Roberts, Nora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Contemporary, Anthologies, Adult
ISBN: 9780373285150
Goodreads: 114125
Publisher: Silhouette Books
Published: 1994-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

“He shoots, he scores!” Coop made appropriate crowd noises as Keenan dunked the basket.

“I can do it again! I can, okay?” From his perch on Coop’s shoulders, Keenan swung his sneakered feet.

“Okay, you’ve drawn the foul.” Coop scooped the palm-sized ball up and passed it into Keenan’s eager hands. “It’s game point, kid, ten seconds to play. This free throw is all or nothing. Got it?”

“Got it!”

“A hush falls over the crowd as Fleming steps up to the line. He’s played the game of his life tonight, but it all comes down to this one shot. He eyes the basket. You eyeing the basket?”

“Eyeing it,” Keenan said, with his tongue caught between his teeth.

“He sets . . . and shoots.” Coop winced as the little rubber ball circled the rim, then watched through squinted eyes as it tipped in and dropped through the net.

“And the crowd goes wild!” Coop danced around the sofa while Keenan hooted and clapped on his shoulders. When he dumped the boy on the cushions of the sofa, Keenan let go with one of the rolling belly laughs that always made Coop grin. “You’re a natural.”

“You shoot it, Coop! You!”

Obliging, Coop executed a quick turnaround jump shot. This wasn’t such a bad way to spend a rainy afternoon, he decided. And it helped keep his mind off how he was going to spend the rainy night ahead.

It was Wednesday.

“Okay, time out. I’ve got to finish up my piece on the track meet.”

“Are we going to go to the paper again? It’s neat there.”

“Not today. I’m going to fax it in when it’s done. You watch some tube.” Coop hit the remote, then handed it over.

“Can I get a drink?”

“Yeah, there’s some of that juice your mom sent up for you. Stay out of trouble, right?”

“Right.”

When Coop headed into his office, Keenan scrambled up from the couch. He liked it best when he got to stay with Coop after school. They always got to do something neat, and Coop never asked if he’d washed his hands or said too many cookies would spoil his appetite.

Best of all, he liked when Coop picked him up. It was different than when his mother did. He liked when she held him, nuzzled him after his bath or rocked him when he had a bad dream. But Coop smelled different, and felt different.

He knew why, Keenan thought as he wandered into the kitchen. It was because Coop was a daddy instead of a mom.

He liked to pretend Coop was his daddy, and figured that maybe if he didn’t do anything bad, Coop wouldn’t go away.

After a couple of tugs, Keenan had the refrigerator open. He was proud that Coop had hung the pictures he had drawn for him on the door. He peered inside, saw the jug of juice his mother had bought for him. And the green bottles Coop liked.

“B-E-E-R,” Keenan said to himself. He remembered that he’d asked Coop if he could have a taste from the bottle, and that Coop had told him he couldn’t until he was big.

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