suite.”
“Thank you. Sometimes I feel like I live in here, so I made sure Jimmy added all the bells and whistles.” Jocelyn pulled a big gift wrapped box out of a bag and handed it to her. “This is a belated birthday gift for Jake.”
Morgan took the present. “You didn’t have to do that.”
“Nonsense.” Jocelyn waved her hand. “What would you like to eat?”
“I need to look at the menu.”
“Just tell Mario what you want and he’ll prepare it.”
Jocelyn’s private chef emerged from the kitchen area.
Morgan’s eyes lit up. “I could go for spaghetti and meatballs.”
Mario nodded and retreated back to the kitchen. Jocelyn continued, “Why don’t we take a tour while lunch is being prepared?”
“Seth showed me around.”
“Let me give you the Jimmy Fontane tour.” Jocelyn laughed.
Morgan linked arms with Jocelyn and walked around the stadium. They stopped on the second level, just above the field. Morgan had a bird’s eye view of the ongoing practice. Seth was talking to the head coach Phil Macon. She waved to Patton, who blew her a kiss. Lamont waved at her, but she pretended she didn’t see him.
“Jimmy loves this team,” Jocelyn said.
“I saw the biography they aired on him on the sports network. He’s very passionate about football.”
“It was more than an investment to him. Football is a way of life, as I’m sure you’ve found out being married to Seth.”
Morgan nodded in agreement. “I have gained a new respect for it.”
“Jimmy was elated when Seth re-signed his contract. He loves Seth like a son.”
“I know he does.”
“I just wanted to thank you.”
Morgan turned to face the older woman. “For what?”
“I know he renewed his contract because of you. He wanted to make you happy.” Jocelyn gave her a knowing smile.
“No, he really did put a lot of thought into it,” Morgan protested.
“There’s no shame in acknowledging that a man loves you so much he’s willing to change the course of his life. Grand gestures are almost a thing of the past.”
“But it sounds like he’s under my thumb, and he’s not. Seth is his own person, always has been.” Morgan sighed. “Renewing that contract was mutually advantageous to both him and the Titans.”
“I’ve known Seth a long time, and Seth doesn’t do anything unless he wants to. But I also know you were a heavy factor in his decision.” Jocelyn put her arm around Morgan’s shoulders and smiled. “My husband will be happy for five more years, and I have both of you to thank for that.”
Jocelyn’s cell phone pinged.
“That’s Mario. Lunch is served. I’m starved.”
* * *
“I’m so sorry to hear about your father,” Jocelyn said over lunch. “I now feel like an idiot for asking you here.” Jocelyn dabbed the corners of her mouth with her linen napkin.
Morgan smiled. “Anything for you. I can make the time.”
“The trivia game show Match Wits is doing a celebrity segment to raise money for various charities and they will be in Philadelphia taping. I wanted you to head the team.”
Morgan swallowed the clump of spaghetti in her mouth. “Excuse me?”
“You’re one of the smartest people I know. It will also be national exposure for your charity.”
She squirmed in her seat. “National? As on TV?”
“Yes.” Jocelyn laughed. “It’s a nationally syndicated game show.”
“I don’t know.”
“You can do this. The Queen Titans have volunteered to play, but I’m leery of their motives. I’d like to have someone beautiful, with grace and poise, as a representative of this team, who can actually raise money. I have three charities in mind. Your charity is one of them.”
Morgan furrowed her brow “Who are the Queen Titans?”
“Figures you wouldn’t know about it. They are a group of the players’ wives. I need someone to balance out the drama and the opportunists.”
Morgan wondered why she hadn’t heard of the Queen Titans until Jocelyn
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