“Because you know me. And because I trust you not to fuck this up.”
She laughed. “Are you sure about that? You heard the part about me saying this was new, right?”
“Yeah. But aren’t you good at your job? Isn’t this what you’ve been training for, putting in time at that Dallas news station, hoping for your big break?” He flashed a grin at her. “Baby, I’m your big break.”
And there was a glimpse of that giant ego he’d carried, even in college. “You’re just full of self-confidence, aren’t you, Trevor?”
“I wouldn’t be where I am today without a healthy ego.”
She couldn’t fault him for that. Self-confidence was key in professional sports. You couldn’t be a shrinking wallflower, thinking you were second rate, and succeed, especially at dual sports. “Good point. And I suppose, what brings me here.”
“True. So what’s on tap for you and me, besides us eating great meals together?”
“I’ll talk about your family history, you coming up as a kid, and then through high school and college. We’ll talk about your life as you lead it today—” She looked around. “People love to know about a player’s lifestyle. Then we’ll get into your professional career and how you manage to juggle playing both baseball and football. We’ll interview your family—”
“No.”
Haven paused. “No? To which part?”
“My family.”
“Why not?”
“I don’t want my parents interviewed.”
“Again. Why not?”
“Because I don’t. They’re not part of my career.”
“I disagree. They were a big part of getting you here, of forming the person you are now.”
“No, Haven.”
There was something he wasn’t telling her. She’d never met his parents. She was certain they’d visited him in college, but she’d never been around for that. Maybe he didn’t get along with them. Or maybe they were media shy. She’d have to respect that. Or at least put it aside for later, when she’d push again. “Okay. Parents off-limits. But I’m still going to ask you about your background.”
“You can ask any question you want. It doesn’t mean I’m gonna answer it.”
“Duly noted.” As was typical for Trevor, he presented a challenge. When hadn’t he? Even in college, he hadn’t made it easy for her to do her job.
But that hadn’t stopped her then. And it wouldn’t stop her now.
“How’s your mom?” he asked.
“She’s doing . . . well. I talked to her yesterday, as a matter of fact. I was originally going to—well, never mind.”
“Originally going to what?”
It wouldn’t do for him to know that she’d been about to abandon her dream job and hightail it out of New York to run back to Oklahoma. “I was going to visit her, but this job came up so I had to let her know I’d have to put that on hold.”
“Maybe we’ll both get a chance to visit her while we’re doing the interview. I assume you’ll want do part of the coverage at the college.”
“I’d love to if you have the time.”
“I’ll make the time.”
He sure was being accommodating. “Then yes, we probably will.”
She really had to organize her thoughts—and her notes.
“So, we’ll get started in the morning?” she asked.
“Why not now?”
“I’m not . . . ready yet.”
“Okay. What do you want to do tonight? Do you want to see St. Louis?”
Just the thought of going out made her nauseated. “No, I think I’ll head up to my room and review my notes so we can get started tomorrow.”
“Are you sure? You might want to kick back and have some fun tonight. Let me show you the city. We’ll go out.”
“First, I’ve been here before.”
“You have? When?”
“With my . . . with my dad. But it’s been a long time. I was a kid.”
He gave her a look that told her he understood. “St. Louis has changed a lot since you were a kid. There’s a lot I can show you about the city.”
“I’m not here to have fun, Trevor. I’m here to work.”
He leaned in, giving her a view of his incredible eyes. “You can’t work all the time, Haven. Life is meant to be lived. One of my teammates has a birthday today. He’s invited a bunch of people to a club to celebrate.”
She wasn’t in the mood to celebrate. “You go. I’ll stay here and work.”
“Seriously?”
“Seriously. I need to get prepped for us to start tomorrow.”