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“Really?” She smirks. “Care to tell me?” She giggles and then hides her face.
“Don’t do that. Don’t hide from me.”
“This is all very new to me,” she admits.
“We are both in uncharted territory.” I smirk. “And there is no one else I want to be uncharted with than you.”
She tilts her head to the side. “Same.” Finally admitting it makes me want to go and shout it from the rooftops.
“I’m really fucking happy you called me back tonight,” I say softly.
“I’m really fucking happy that I did,” she counters, and all I can think of is the next time I see her and the kiss I’m going to lay on her.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
dakota
My phone rings from beside me as I’m scrolling through pictures from a new designer. Looking down, I see it’s Brittany calling me. “Hey, Brittany,” I answer after two rings.
“Hey, Koda,” Brittany says cheerfully. “How are you?”
“Good, just working.” I lean back in my office chair and look around the room. When I got the job with Zara’s Closet, I worked on the island for most of the day, but after two weeks, I thought I needed a proper office. So here I am in the little office I created right off the main entrance. It’s a room Benji used to use for his own office. Where he would store the jerseys he needed to sign or do video interviews. I swapped out all the dark furniture he had in here and replaced it with everything bright. A white desk replaced the oak one that is now in Eddie’s home, along with the big brown leather chair he sat in. Mine is black with a white fur throw on the back. A vase of pink roses sits at the corner of my desk. Fresh flowers have been a staple in the home lately, especially in my office. The girls have even gone as far as asking me to buy them little vases, and they cut two or three flowers to put in their own rooms.
“I won’t keep you long. I’m just calling because all the wives are going to the game tomorrow night, and then we are going out to the bar.”
I tap the back of the pen on the pad I was writing on as I listen to her. “Before you say no, it’s not a couples thing.” We both laugh. “The whole team is joining us after.”
“Um.” I look out the window at the sun that is shining. “I need to see if I can get a sitter.”
“If you can get a sitter, does that mean you will come?” she asks with hope.
“Sure,” I say. I'm not sure why I’m saying yes, but it’ll be my thing to do for myself this week.
“Yay,” she cheers gleefully. “Perfect, I’ll pick you up tomorrow.”
“Sounds good. I’ll let you know if things work out,” I say, disconnecting and then texting the babysitter right away.
Me: Hey, I know it’s last minute, but would you be free tomorrow?
She answers me right away.
Morgan: I am free. What time would you need me there?
Me: Five should be good.
Morgan: See you there.
Me: I’ll order pizza.
Morgan: Sounds good.
After I send her a text, I think for a couple of minutes before I pull up his name.
Me: Are you going to the bar after the game tomorrow?
I know he’s away in Buffalo for a game tonight for two reasons. One, the kids made me make a calendar of the games and put it on the fridge, and two, when he called me yesterday to talk, he was in the hotel room. I didn’t want to call him back, and I definitely wasn’t ready to see him shirtless, but I figured I would bite the bullet. It’s a good thing I did because I found out he didn’t think I was a hussy for what happened. In fact, he lost as much control as I did, and to know I made him do that makes me want to do it over and over again.
My phone beeps with a message.
