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His brother had asked him if he would do anything for her, give up anything for her, and he now knew the answer to that question. Yes. Unequivocally yes.
Hell, he’d even make a fool out of himself, with cameras rolling, knowing this video would show up on the news by this afternoon, and he didn’t regret a second of it.
Not if it got him his girl back.
If it didn’t? He’d find another way. And another. And another, until one of them worked. She’d told him she wanted a lifetime of forever with him, and even if it was the last thing he did, he’d give it to her.
He’d give her everything.
As he finished the last note, he caught her hand, holding on to the balloons tightly, and bowed, breathing heavier than when he sprinted down the field to escape an opponent.
The crowd cheered, and he grinned, bowing playfully to them as well.
Turning back to Kassidy, he slowly reached out to cup her
cheek, giving her time to reject him if she chose to. She didn’t. When he touched her skin for the first time in what felt like years, it was like all was well with the world again. He could be standing under an Earth-destroying asteroid heading straight for him, but as long as he had her skin touching his, he would be okay.
“That was horrible,” she said, laughing with wet cheeks.
“You’re crying, so it must have been,” he joked, wiping her cheeks off. “Sorry. I didn’t mean to ruin your makeup like that.”
“That’s not why I’m crying,” she replied, playfully swatting his arm then grabbing on to him as if she never wanted to let go. “Wyatt…”
“I love you, Kassidy. I love you, and I’m never going to stop loving you. I’ve never put someone first or wanted someone’s happiness even more than my own, but I get it now. I would do anything, give up anything, for you.” He hesitated, then added, “I’ll even walk away from football if that’s what it takes for you to give me another chance. That’s how much I love—ow!” She’d smacked his arm. “What the hell?”
The crowd around them went wild, talking about him quitting, but he ignored them.
All that mattered was what his girl wanted.
And what was best for his child.
His child… Fuck, he couldn’t even wrap his mind around the fact that he and Kassidy had made a person. A child. Their child. They were a family, and he’d never let them down again.
“Listen, mister.” She smacked him again, and he rubbed his arm. “If you ever talk about quitting football again, I’ll kick your ass so hard you won’t be able to sit for a week.”
He held his hands up, laughing. “Okay, okay. I won’t. I swear.”
“Good.” She grabbed his hands, and he dropped the balloons, letting them float up the few feet to the ceiling. “Are you sure you want this? I told you, I’ll be fine on my own. I can—”
“Kass.”
She broke off, her cheeks flushing. “Yeah?”
“Shut up and kiss me.”
A small laugh escaped her, and she rose on tiptoe, wrapping her arms around him as she pressed her mouth to his. The crowd around them went wild, and he smiled against her mouth as she laughed, hugging him even tighter. “I love you,” he whispered.
“I love you, too,” she breathed, kissing him again.
He pulled her against him, hugging her as tightly as he dared, and she let out a little squeak. He released his hold a little and pulled back, staring down into her bright blue eyes. “I hope he has your eyes, my arm, and your brain.”
“She might have all those things, but she’d better have your dimples, too.”
“And my arm,” he added, still smiling like a fool. “Who says a girl can’t play quarterback in the NFL?”
Kassidy rolled her eyes. “Society?”
“Not by the time we get done with it,” he said, his voice low. “Or her.”
