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"Almost," I sighed, looking over at him. He slid closer, kissing my forehead.
"Go to sleep," he said, tucking me into his chest.
"Can I ask you something?" I asked.
"What?"
I absently ran my fingers over his chest. Football training and lifting had made him hard and broad. His strength never scared me, though, it comforted me. I trusted him enough to know that he would never use his size and strength to intimidate me. It didn't exactly hurt, too, that he was good to look at.
"What would happen if you got signed to a team?"
"I'd go play for them."
"You'd have to relocate, right?" I asked. His chest filled and he exhaled heavily.
"That’s usually what happens. Yeah. Unless I refused the offer."
"What if you took it, hypothetically, and this team is in San Diego or somewhere far like that?"
"Since the team and scenario are hypothetical, I'd hypothetically move over there and sign a hypothetical ten million dollar contract." His arm tightened around me.
"What about in an actual scenario? An actual team in San Diego wants you to play for them."
"I don't like this game," he sighed.
"It's not a game, Rome," I said, wriggling out of his hold. "There is a chance you'll have to make a decision like that, isn't there?"
"Yeah, eventually, but I'm thinking about other things right now."
"So you'd say no?" I blurted out.
"I'd decline if it clashed with something that was important to me." I frowned, sitting up. "What is it, babe?" he asked, putting his warm hand on my back.
"I don't know," I said shaking my head. "It's everything. I feel so close to you, but then every time I think I have you back, I have to remember that I have to share you."
"Please don't be upset, Ron," he said, sitting up, as well.
"It's dumb. I'm being dumb. I'm sorry," I said, feeling embarrassed. He pulled me into his lap where he was sitting up against the headboard. We were both naked, but all I felt was comfort in his arms. I buried my face in his chest. "I know this is not your only priority. I just wish I could be selfish."
"Right now, fixing what I did and making it work between us is all I'm trying to do."
"Don't say that if you don't mean it," I told him.
"I swear, Veronica," he said, rubbing a reassuring hand over my back.
I didn't want to cry, but I felt like I might. I hadn't felt like this when he had said it to me last week before our date. I had heard him and known he wasn't lying to me, but now I felt it. He loved me.
"I really want to make it work, too," I whispered.
"Then we will," he said. "Can we go to sleep?" We did. I fell asleep pressed against his large, warm chest, our fingers laced together.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Roman
I woke up and checked the time. A little while before six, typical. I shut my eyes, rolling over, pulling Ron into my chest. She had spent the night after coming over Saturday. It was Monday today. Out of the last two weeks, I'd say maybe I'd woken up alone four or five times?
Veronica's apartment was nicer, I'd admit to that, but she hadn't said no once when I had asked her to come over. I hadn't when she had asked me, either. I didn't know whether that meant we were living together or what. All I knew was it was great. Really great.
