Winter Hart
I was down in the locker room, wishing Jake luck before heading to my father's VIP box. Mrs. James had called and said she would attend the game with her husband. My father was there to greet them. Sydney was still saying good luck to my brother. I swear, after the whole s*x maid incident, they are even more insufferable. I thought Jake and I were bad.
Entering the private room, "Auntie," Hannah squealed. Taylor was also here with Wesley, which I didn't expect.
"There's my princess." I scooped her up and placed her on my hip. "Are you excited?"
"I can't wait to watch Uncle Wyatt and Uncle Jake win," she giggled.
"Hey, Tay," I gave my friend a side hug before kissing my nephew.
"Miss Hart," Mr. and Mrs. James were standing with my father, having a drink.
"Mr. James," I gr
