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“To Denver?” she asks. “You want me to go with you?”
“I always want you to come with me—as long as it’s not interfering with your work schedule. You don’t have to. I know it’s last minute and—”
Lacey cuts me off with a kiss. “Of course I’ll go with you. I need to shower. And pack. But—wait. I don’t have a ticket.”
“Oh.” I rub the back of my neck, and my cheeks turn pink. “I might have already bought you one when I bought mine on the way here last night. Just in case you said yes to the whole forever thing.”
A laugh rolls out of her. Soon she’s clutching her side, tears tracking down her cheeks and snot coming out of her nose. I wait for her to finish, my arms crossed over my chest as I level her with a look.
“Buys a last minute plane ticket in case the woman he’s dating decides to come to the game with him. NFL coaches: they’re just like us,” she says through a fresh wave of giggles. “I’m never going to get used to it.”
“You’re officially a WAG now, sweetheart. You better get used to it.”
“Am I allowed to be called a WAG if the guy I’m with is on the sidelines and not on the field?”
“Semantics.” I wave her off. “I know you can take care of yourself, Lacey girl. I know you’re financially stable, and you have a great job. But you’re going to have to get used to me spoiling you, because I’m going to. Frequently and often. I promise it won’t be shit you won’t ever use, but if you want to fly out to my game, I’m going to buy you a ticket. I do it because I love you, not because I want to show off my money. Not because I don’t think you’re capable of purchasing things yourself. Let me do these things for you, yeah?”
“Okay.” She whispers and folds her hand over my heart. “Yeah. Yes. I won’t make any jokes. I promise.”
“I never said anything about not making jokes.” I grin. “You can make all the jokes you want from our first class seats.”
“Ten minutes. That’s all I need then; I’ll be ready. I’ll pack light.”
Her phone buzzes on the bedside table, and I reach over to hand it to her. “It’s Mags. She’s FaceTiming you.”
“Shit.” Lacey covers her bare chest as if Maggie can already see her. “What do we do?”
“No time like the present.” I shrug. “We might as well tell them now. How else would you explain your sudden departure on New Year’s Day?”
“Okay. Yes.” She pulls the sheets up under her arms and tries to brush some of her hair with her fingers. “Don’t say anything at first.”
“Yes ma’am.” I lean back against the pillows and wait to see what her plan is.
“Hey, Mags,” she says, and she waves at the screen. “Happy New Year.”
“Happy New Year,” Maggie says. “I just wanted to call and check on you. How are you doing?”
“Oh.” Lacey smiles. “I’m good.”
“You are? I thought maybe you’d be feeling a little sad because you and Shawn—”
“I was for a little bit, but I’m over it now. Do you mind if I call you back in a few? I’m kind of busy with something,” Lacey says.
“Uh, sure. Are you—did you hook up with someone?” Maggie hisses. “Is he there with you right now?”
“Hang on.” Lacey sets the phone down on the mattress and scoots it my way.
I smile as I pick it up, and Lacey moves back into the frame. “Morning, Mags. Happy New Year,” I say.
Maggie blinks at us. She stares for three seconds before she lets out a scream so loud, I have to cover my ears.
“Fuckingfinally,” she says. “Please tell me this isn’t just a one night thing. I can’t take you two looking at each other like sad little puppies anymore.”
“It’s definitely not a one night thing,” I say, and Lacey rests her head on my shoulder. She tips her chin and looks up at me. I bend down to kiss her and she melts against me. “It’s a forever and always thing.”
“Thank god.” Maggie disappears from the screen, and soon Aiden pops up. “Tell him.”
“Tell me what?” Aiden asks. “Hey, Shawn. Hey, Lace. Happy New—what the fuck?”
