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“Well, what?” I grumbled, wanting to punch the guy who’d not only been flirting with my girl but had dared to ask her out.

“Did they announce starters or not?” she asked with another soft laugh.

“I’m starting on Saturday.” I had to pull the phone away from my ear when she screamed her excitement, and my lips twitched with amusement.

She was the first to know because I hadn’t texted either of my parents or even Lyric yet about the news. I needed to remember to do that before I fell asleep.

“I knew you would,” she said in a rush. “You’re a beast on the field, Luca. They would be stupid to start anyone but you.”

I didn’t want to talk about myself. “This Remington guy, what’s he look like?”

“You’re really hung up on this,” she muttered unhappily. “Don’t you trust me, Luca?”

“Of course I do, baby,” I rushed to assure her. “It’s him I don’t trust.”

“You don’t even know him. He’s actually really nice, and when I told him I was committed to you, he backed off and actually apologized.”

That she was defending him only made me hate the guy more. “Do you like him?” I snapped.

“What? No!” She muttered a curse under her breath that I barely heard, then exhaled slowly. “You’re obviously tired because you’re being unreasonable right now. Maybe you should go to bed.”

“I plan on it. As soon as you tell me what this guy looks like.”

“Why are you hung up on what he looks like?” she practically yelled at me.

“Because I want to know what you really think of him.” I knew I was being a jerk, but I couldn’t stop myself. I was jealous, and it seemed to me that Violet was trying to protect this guy for some reason. “You said he’s nice. What’s so nice a

bout him, Vi?”

“You know what, I’m done with this conversation. You’re treating me like I’ve done something to feel guilty over. When you’re ready to apologize, call me back. Until then, go to bed and get some sleep.”

“Wait!” I shouted, trying to stop her, but the phone went silent. Cursing myself, I called her back.

“What?” she snapped.

“You’re right. I’m tired and being irrational. I’m sorry, baby. Please don’t be mad at me.” I rubbed a hand over my face in frustration. “I miss you so damn bad, and just the thought of some guy talking to you makes me crazy.”

“You have nothing to be jealous of,” she said in that soothing, sweet voice of hers that I wanted to wrap around myself and fall asleep to. “I love you, Luca. Only you. Nothing and no one will ever come between us. I promise.”

“If this guy flirts with you, or if he asks you out again, I want to know.” I waited for her to agree, and it came, although reluctantly. But it was enough to make me relax. “I love you, babe.”

“I love you too. Now, please, go get some sleep.”

I could smell food coming from the sitting room, and my stomach cramped. “I will as soon as I eat. I need to text my parents and Ric to tell them the good news too.”

“You haven’t told them yet?” she asked, surprised.

“I always want to share the good things with you first, baby,” I told her, fighting a yawn.

“You drive me crazy, you know that?” she laughed. “One minute you make me want to punch you in the face, and the next you make me want to kiss you until neither of us can breathe.”

I grinned. “At least loving me isn’t boring.”

“Nothing about you is boring. Go eat. Get some sleep… Dream of me.”

“Yes, ma’am.” I stood, but I didn’t move toward the door. “I really am sorry for being a dick.”

“I know,” she said softly. “And I forgive you.”

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