Love All by Spangler Rachel;

Author:Spangler, Rachel; [Rachel Spangler]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 5511048
Publisher: Bywater Books
Published: 2018-09-08T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

“Jay, over here.”

“Destiny, this way.”

“Ladies, can I get a smile?”

The two of them bumped into each other multiple times as they turned different directions, trying to accommodate all the requests. Having a large silver cup suspended between them didn’t make the posing any easier. Not that she was complaining, because without the cup they wouldn’t be posing at all.

“Can you lift the trophy a little higher?” someone asked.

Jay turned to Destiny with a smile. “Lift with your knees, not your back.”

Destiny laughed, and Jay’s core warmed with the realization she had her mother’s laugh. Not exactly the same, but close enough to remind Jay of the sound she loved most in the world.

What a difference a few days had made. She’d spent the first half of this tournament trying to avoid those thoughts, but now she reveled in them. Of course, the title of French Open Champion didn’t hurt her spirits, but it didn’t really compare to the high she got every time Sadie’s lips caressed hers.

As discreetly as possible, she shot a sideways glance to where Sadie and Hank stood watching the whole show. Hank had his hands in the pockets of his khakis and his chest puffed out like a proud papa, while Sadie held her phone at a level that indicated she must be shooting video.

Her smiled widened. There were at least fifty cameras in the room, but she loved that Sadie couldn’t resist getting her own shots to savor. And why shouldn’t she? Winning a first major was a big deal. Hell, winning any major was a big deal, but somehow getting to experience the thrills with Destiny and Sadie allowed her to see it all again through new eyes.

As the shutter clicks slowed, they were led, once again, to the pressroom, and someone held the trophy while they took their seats.

“They’ll give it back,” Jay whispered. “Well, not really. That’s the display trophy, but they’ll give you one of your own.”

Destiny grinned. “I’m going to sleep with it tonight.”

“I’m going to eat Cheerios out of it tomorrow morning.”

They both laughed as the press corps settled into their seats.

“You two seem to have found your stride as doubles partners,” someone said. “Would you say that winning on court has helped your friendship off the court?”

“It doesn’t hurt,” Destiny said, causing everyone to laugh.

“Does the age difference cause any issues?”

“Not for me,” Jay said quickly. “I mean, her eight o’clock bedtime is actually beneficial for someone of my advanced age.”

“Today Adam Martin of the USTA listed you as the most exciting prospect for American tennis in years. How does that feel?”

Destiny and Jay exchanged a look as if asking which one wanted to take it, but Jay sat back, wanting to give Destiny the chance to shine on the big stage.

“It’s a great compliment, of course, but there are plenty of fantastic junior players and” — she nodded to Jay — “veteran players still out there. I don’t want to take away from what they’re doing. Also, it’s just a lot of pressure to put on us while we’re celebrating a win here, guys.

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