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I blush again. Brett is being sweet. Gallant, well-mannered, open. I like this Brett. He’s so different from the guy I knew while we were at school together.
We sit in silence for a while, enjoying each other’s company. Something shifted between us over the past couple of days. Maybe it’s the fact that we’ve been sleeping together—that will change a relationship in a heartbeat. But it’s more than that. I’m seeing an endearing side of Brett, a side I didn’t think existed. And the more I see this side of him, the more I fall in love.
Part of me is terrified of what this all means. I’m scared this is all a charade, and at some point, my heart is going to get broken. I’m scared that something is going to go wrong, and I’ll be the one drawing the short straw.
Again.
My relationships never really seem to work out.
But I can’t walk away from Brett. Not now that I know things can be different with him. My heart won’t let me discard the idea of what we can be together.
Even if I know that at some point, this whole thing needs to end. The wedding is soon, and then it’s all coming to a close. After the game, I’m going home.
And Brett is staying here.
“What’s on your mind?” he asks.
I glance at him. He’s sipping his wine, his eyes dark and deep. I don’t know if I can tell him what I’m thinking about.
“I’m thinking about the future,” I say. “About what it might hold.”
Brett nods. “Yeah, I’ve been doing a lot of that lately, too.”
He told me about the uncertainty of what his future holds once his football career is over.
“At least you still have a bit of time to figure things out,” I say. “You’re doing so well right now, I can’t see it ending for you any time soon.”
Brett grins at me. “You know just the right things to say.”
I shrug one shoulder and purse my lips into a tight smile. “It’s a part of my job to keep the clients happy.”
“Oh, so I’m a client now?” he laughs.
I laugh, too, and blush when I realize how I made it sound.
“That came out completely messed up,” I say.
Brett is still laughing, and he nods.
“Yeah, but now that we’re on the topic…”
“Of you being a client?” I still joke.
Brett shakes his head. “Of you and me,” he corrects.
My laughter sobers.
“Yeah?” I ask. My gut twists a little.
“I’m in love with you.”
I blink at Brett. I don’t know what to say—the confession is so out of the blue, and very straightforward.
“Brett…”
“I know what they say about me. I know my reputation. I’m the player, the guy who fucks around with girls and never gets serious. I didn’t think anything would change that. I mean, I liked my life and where it was going. Who doesn’t want a constant stream of fun and games?”
“You’re making it sound like I’m messing it up,” I’m joking, but Brett doesn’t see the humor.
