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“The situation hasn’t changed with me. The Renegades haven’t offered me a new contract yet. If they don’t, I could still have to make the decision to sign elsewhere. What happens if I have to leave, and you want to stay?” His heart thudded in his chest as he waited for her answer.
She eased out of his arms and sat back on the bar stool. “That’s the big question, isn’t it?” She crossed her legs, which was so sexy, it distracted him momentarily. “Eyes here,” she reprimanded.
“Sorry. You have that effect on me.”
She rolled her eyes, but she was smiling. He bet she liked that she affected him that way.
“I’m thinking,” she began, “that if you sign with another team, we’d probably have to hire another general manager for Slap Shot.”
“You mean—”
“I mean, Pittsburgh isn’t the only place we can open a bar.”
Of course. Why hadn’t he thought of that himself? “So you’d consider coming with me?”
She laughed. “I’d definitely think about it.”
He scooped her up into his arms again. “Jordan, I don’t want to regret not taking a chance with you. We’re so good together.” He toyed with a strand of her hair. “In case I haven’t made it clear to you, I’m falling for you. I don’t want to be without you.” He searched her eyes. “Unless you don’t feel the same?”
“Oh no, I very much do. Just one thing.”
“Name it.”
“I need strings. Having fun is great, but I want to be tied down. Uh—I mean—” Her cheeks turned dark pink, and she fidgeted where she stood. “That didn’t come out right.”
“Lady, I would love to tie you down,” he said, his voice low and husky. He was quickly at half-mast just thinking about it.
She gave his chest a little shove. “You know what I meant. I want—”
Noah couldn’t wait to hear those words. He pulled her into his body. “You want a relationship.”
She nodded, her eyes wide. “But I know that you don’t do relationships.”
“Woman, have you not been listening? You’re different than any other woman I’ve ever met. When I’m not with you I want to be, and when I am with you, I never want to leave your side.” He paused. “Jordan, I’m all in. I want you and only you. I want to call you my girlfriend.” The word crossed his lips so naturally, it slightly freaked him out.
“Is that the first time you’ve ever said that?” she asked with a laugh.
“What? Girlfriend? Maybe. Why?”
“You flinched a little as you said it, almost like you surprised yourself.”
“And you find that amusing?” he teased.
“A little bit.” Jordan shrugged. “But I liked it. And I want all that, too. I’m also all in, but to be honest, I think I was all in from the beginning.”
She smiled and stood on tiptoe to kiss his lips.
“So, you didn’t like the idea of casual? Sharing me was too much to handle?” he said smugly.
“Yes. Just like thinking of me going on a date with another man was too much for you to handle,” she countered with a smirk.
“Touché.” He gazed into her eyes, memorizing every inch of her gorgeous face. He leaned down to kiss her, but before their lips touched, he added, “I don’t want to waste any more time being without you. Please, be mine.”
EPILOGUE
Jordan
Jordan walked around Slap Shot checking on customers, making small talk, and helping a few of the servers. It was the afternoon rush, and the bar was busy as usual. They had a solid group of regulars, and thanks to word of mouth and a certain guest bartender once a month, they were now the favorite place for fans to stop before they went to the game. Even during games they were always packed with fans there to watch the game on the big TVs.
