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“Yeah.”
“Well, I’ve never done this part before either.” He smiles. “I’m trying to ask you out to dinner, Sophia. On a date.”
I stare at him, stunned. The excitement in my chest expands, registering the meaning before my brain can. “You’re asking me out on a date?”
“Yes.”
“Why?”
His grin grows, finding my reaction entertaining. “Because I want to.”
“What about?—”
“It doesn’t matter.”
My exhale is exasperated. Football—his career—doesn’t matter? “Will?—”
“I mean it. It doesn’t matter. You matter, Sophia.” Softly, he repeats, “You matter. You matter to me. And I’m so sorry if I ever made you feel like you didn’t. I was trying to avoid old mistakes, and I ended up making new ones. But if you’re willing to give me a second chance, I’d like to take you out to dinner tonight.”
“You were right. If Adler finds out, he…won’t be happy. I don’t want you to?—”
“He doesn’t own the team. He might act like he does, but he doesn’t. I don’t think he can get me fired for dating you, and if he tries, then I’ll fight it.”
“You fought it in Seattle,” I remind him. “And you still got released.”
Will nods. “I know. But I fought it too late, and for all the wrong reasons. All I cared about was protecting my career. This is different. I’d fight for you too, not just soccer.”
“But what if?—”
He lifts his hand, brushing his thumb across my lower lip and effectively shutting me up. “You told me to let you make your own decisions, Sophia. Let me do the same.”
“You’re the one who demanded I keep my underwear on. That’s you allowing me to make my own decisions?”
He gifts me with one of his full, unreserved smiles, his thumb continuing its torture along my lower lip. I’m fighting the urge to tremble. “Requesting you not flash your pussy at a club full of horny guys seemed like a reasonable request.”
I glance at his crotch. “Does dinner mean you’re finally going to let me touch you?”
“Are you saying yes to dinner?”
I don’t have to think about it. “Yes.”
“Yeah?” His smile is tentative. Hopeful.
I nod. “I like Indian food. And I like you, so…why not?”
His grin grows, looking more like the confident one I’m used to seeing. “I’ll pick you up at seven, okay?”
“Why don’t I pick you up? Seeing as I’m the one who has a car.”
“I bought a car,” he tells me.
“What? You did? When?”
“This week. It seemed like…time.”
I smile, reading the subtext. Realizing Will has settled here a little more. Realizing he chose to settle here a little more. “Okay. I’ll see you at seven.”
He steps forward and kisses me. Softly, not like the possessive brand of last night. “I’ll see you at seven.”
