Two Captains...True Love?

Chapter 4

Brandon's POV:

"Mom do I have to go with, this is so stupid" I groan getting up from the couch hearing my parents put stuff away after we moved into this place, " yes you do mister and I don't want to hear anymore bickering about it Robert help me out here" my father sighs patting my shoulder " go on son listen to your mother it won't be that bad". I groan stomping up the stairs to my new room and finding something decent to wear that will approve for my parents as we go meet the new neighbors, I don't want to meet the new neighbors their gonna hate me anyways but since I have no choice with my parents because my father basically worships my mom as she does the same which is why they both work at the same place with my father being the CEO of  the sports corporation and having my mom be his second in command. Things never seem to slow down here but I'm pretty use to it which is why they put me in sports but I'm not complaining baseball is my life and will always be my life " Brandon it's time to go come on!" I sigh grabbing my cologne giving it a couple sprays to make sure I smell good " coming mom". I walk down the stairs seeing my mom fix my dads tie and I get my shoes on sliding my letterman jacket and we head out the door walking to the neighbors house. I was kinda surprised to see their house being so big they must have a lot of money just like my parents, we walk up to the front door and my dad knocks on the door as my mother starts fixing my hair making me groan causing my dad to chuckle shaking his head "dearest he looks fine don't worry" he kisses her head as she rolls her eyes at him but as she was about to protest the door opens showing a middle age man smiling big and is dressed professionally " ah you must be the new neighbors please come in" he opens the door more letting us in and I look around their house impresses seeing all the artifacts. My father shakes hands with the man introducing himself " thank you for having us this is my wife Martha Peters and this is our son Brandon Peters " I shake his hand nodding at him and my mother smiles standing next to my father and he shakes her hand as well " it's a honor to have you guys in our home my name is Stephen Bowling ". Soon a middle age women matching Mr Bowling with her business dress and her hair in wavy bright blonde locks going down her back personally I thought she looked hot for her age but I kept that to myself and she smiles stand next to Mr Bowling and he wraps her arm around her waist " this is my wife Rosie Bowling" my mother smiles big going to give her hug which she didn't deny and they went into their little conversation bringing my dad and Mr Bowling into talking " my daughter should be down any second" and he soon calls for her and not a sec later I hear his daughter call back and it made me confused a little bit " I know that voice". My mom drags my Into the living room where I see tons of trophies and pictures and one of them is a picture of a little girl holding a big first place trophy and I stare at it a little longer seeing the little girl smiling big and I can't help but smile " is this your daughter Mrs Bowling?" She looks over and smiles " yes it is she's our pride and joy softball was her sport since the very beginning" I nod and look around seeing her getting older in the pictures and as I get to the final picture I hear the one voice I didn't expect to hear " Brandon ??!!" I look over and my mouth drops to see the one person I've hated the most " Sydney ?!! She's your daughter?" And I look at her dad and he nods standing right next to her " yes she is our softball star tonight you two know each other?" He looks at her and she grunts nodding " unfortunately yes we do he goes to my school father" she fold her arms and I mimic her folding mine " that's right who would of thought we would be neighbors huh miss Bowling" I watch her clench her teeth making her jawline tight and I smile in amusement still remembering my little bet " this is going to be easier then I thought". Soon I hear her mom clap her hands together to break the silence that was happening just now " so let's go eat before the food gets cold yes?" My mom nods hooking arms with her like she's her new best friend and my dad shakes his head following them, I watch Sydney roll her eyes and I smirk grabbing her hand as our parents leave the room making us all alone for a second " what's wrong princess don't like the fact that I'm gonna be around more often " she scoffs getting her hand out of my grip making me grab her waist pulling her into me and she squeals slamming into my rock hard chest " don't call me princess now let go of me you hot headed jerk". After hearing those cold words come out of her lips makes me smirk making my grip harder on her waist as I scan her body smirking "damn does she look good in that dress" I shake those thought out of my head and focus back to reality and I look into her eyes seeing as she noticed my facial expressions and she rolls her eyes "stop staring at me like that" I narrow my eyes bringing my face closer to hers as I slowly move my hands up her waist feeling her shiver slightly which makes me grin " why does it make you uncomfortable". I watch her bite her lip and I feel my eyes grow darker looking at her plump pink lips and I watch her move her fingers along my chest and I feel that same shiver that I felt this morning and she smirks " I could ask you the same thing seeing you shiver at my touch" I clench my jaw seeing her move closer to me with her lips almost in contact of mine and my breathing hitches and she chuckles and she whispers softly " be careful what you do Brandon or you will get burned by your actions" I raise my eyebrow looking at her but soon groan as she stomps on my foot causing me to let go of her and she watches me in pain and laughs folding her arms " their that's better see you at the table" and with that she turns on her heel walking away or more like swaying her hips a little too much making sure she's made her point and I laugh to myself  " this is going to be interesting but I don't say no to a little competition" and I crack my knuckles walking over.