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My phone pings with a message, and I grab it. Mason laughs.

“What?” I ask.

“New girlfriend?”

“What are you talking about?”

“No man grabs his phone like that unless someone is in hospital fighting for their lives, or it’s a girl you’re aching to hear from.”

I raise my eyebrows. “How do you know someone isn’t dying?”

Mason only stares at me until I shake my head and smile.

“Whatever.”

“You can get that.”

“It wasn’t her.”

“But you wanted it to be, right?

“Aren’t you here about your contract?” I asked jokingly, trying to get Mason off my back about Raven and how glued to my phone I am. I’m like a fucking teenager.

Get a grip, Noah.

“I just have one thing to say to you on to topic,” Mason says, ignoring my work comment.

“What?”

“Life’s too short to second guess yourself. You think you still have time to decide and then she’s gone.”

“Very wise,” I say, raising one eyebrow.

Mason shrugs. “Football isn’t my only talent.” He taps his temple. “What’s left of the brains they haven’t knocked out on the field yet works pretty well. Hit me up if you need more life advice.” He offers a cocky grin.

“Let’s talk about that contract, okay?” I say.

Mason laughs and I shake my head, pulling up the documentation he wants to discuss.

His words stick with me long after we’ve taken care of our business and he heads out to the field to start the warmup. My mind mulls over Raven and what everyone is saying to me.

It goes against what I always do with women to pursue her. I usually do everything I can toavoidthe women that come after me. But Raven is different, and it messes with my system. I want to see her again, I want to talk to her, I want to get to know her. And I hope she feels the same way about me as I do about her.

I’ve never really had any serious relationships. I dated Jenna in high school and we were serious enough to consider a life together after college. But we were young and stupid.

When I graduated, I focused on making my career something worth my while since it wasn’t what I wanted to do at first.

There just wasn’t time for dating seriously. I didn’t want to settle down. Not even when half my friends are married and the other half are in committed relationships. Well, except for Rooster.

I just don’t see that happening for me.

At least, I didn’t.

Not until Raven reappeared.

Now, I catch myself thinking about what would happen after she goes back. How I can keep in contact. How we might make this work. It’s stupid of me—why the hell would I put myself through the complications of making something work that might not work at all?

But the alternative is to forget about her and continue sleeping around. I just can’t do that anymore. I don’t know how I’m supposed to look at other women and not compare them to her. Meaningless one-night stands are how I got myself through the past decade. But Raven makes me want to add meaning to the next decade.

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