“You two are too cute,” I say, shaking my head in amusement at their romantic antics.
But inside, my heart squeezes a little harder than I’d like. I want what these guys have. Want it badly.
Took me long enough to find the woman I want to share those moments with. But I’ve found her, and I can’t wait to start up with her for real.
In public.
In the light of every damn day.
The possibility of that someday, maybe next season, brings a smile to my face.
“What are you grinning about, chuckles?” Cooper asks when we reach the locker room.
“Just thinking about games and stuff,” I say. It’s sort of true, and sort of not.
I hit the shower and get dressed, and once I’m buttoning my shirt, I grab my phone from my locker.
“See you all tomorrow,” I tell the guys as I take off, powering on my cell as I go.
Once I’m in the hallway, I order a Lyft, then my notifications light up.
I check to make sure Danielle’s got Abby as planned.
Yup. All set.
Abby even texted me from Danielle’s phone with anI love you!!!!!!!!
Complete with eight exclamation points and, also, nine heart emojis.
I write back, telling my girl I love her too, then I find a text from the woman I’m crazy for, and I slide it open.
Whoa.
I read it twice.
Holy hell.
She did this?
She. Did. This.
She fucking did this.
Katie is brave and gutsy and sexy and all mine.
Also, she sounds worried AF.
That is not okay.
I pick up my pace through the hall, texting her back as I go.
Harlan:Is everything okay, you ask? Everything is amazing. You’re amazing. And that sounds like more than a busy day. I’m coming to see you.
NOW.
Do not worry about a thing with me. EVER.
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