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“They love you.” He stops for a moment, looking down at me with serious eyes. “I’m sorry I ever suggested you cut them out of your life. I know how much they mean to you, and I wanted them to have a chance to see just how amazing you are. They all showed up?”

“Anthony couldn’t get away, but yeah. Even Nana.”

He brushes my forehead with a kiss. “Lovely woman.”

“Well, let’s not get carried away.”

“Not to interrupt the love fest,” Rafael hollers, “but are we finishing the game or what?”

Sebastian ignores him, walking us all the way to the dugout. He chucks his glove at a kid on the bench. “Position’s going to be yours next season, right? Why not have a go at it now.”

He walks right into the locker room with me still in his arms.

When we’re at his locker, he finally sets me down. I settle on the bench, peering in at the space that’s been his ever since he started college. It’s neat and organized, just like him, and the brass ‘17’ hammered above gleams in the low light.

“We only have a few minutes before the guys come in,” he murmurs. He kneels in front of me, swiping a hand through his sweaty hair. I tuck his father’s necklace back underneath his collar for him. “I just wanted to see you alone for a moment, before the game ends and my family comes to find us.”

“Mine too,” I say, playing with the ends of his hair. It’s longer than when we first started living together, curled at the ends from the humidity. Sweat runs down the side of his face. I wipe it away with my fingertips carefully. “They drove me here.”

“We should all get dinner together, then.”

“Oh, God.”

“I’m serious. It’ll be nice.”

“My dad would love to meet James.”

“James is great with his fans. Very enthusiastic, as long as none of them act weird around Bex.” He sighs. “He’s going to be a nightmare when she’s too pregnant to hide it. I can hear him complaining about it already.”

“Sebastian?”

“Yes, love?”

I shove at his shoulder until he laughs. “I hate you.”

“No, never.” He pecks me on the lips. “Not even a little bit.”

My lips twitch into a smile. I hate to bring the playful mood down, but I have to make sure we’re truly on the same page with this. Words are nice, and talking to my family is wonderful, but for this to last forever, I can’t let any uncertainties linger. “I know you said you’re sure, but are you really sure? About kids, and all of that?”

He puts his hand on my knees, squeezing. “You’re my True North, Mia Angel.”

My breath catches in my throat. “Sebastian.”

“I read about it the other day, and I kept thinking about it, you know? I don’t know a better way to describe what I feel for you.” He strokes his knuckles down my cheek. “No matter where I go, or what I do, I want you by my side as my partner—my equal partner, because I wouldn’t expect or want anything different. I don’t care about the rest of it—if we get married, if we have kids, if we stay in one place or if we travel the world. Whatever happens, I want to do it with you. Switzerland is just the beginning. And I know those are only words, so I got you a little something to prove it.”

My eyes narrow. “What?”

“It’s not that. It never has to be that, and I mean it.” He reaches around me, into the locker, and pulls out a little black velvet box. “But I’d love it if you wore this sometimes.”

He hands me the box.

Nestled inside, there’s a gold necklace with a diamond-studded, star-shaped pendant.

“Oh, wow.” I pull it out, admiring the way it glitters. As much as I love my gold chain, I know already that once this goes around my neck, it’s not coming off. The pendant is small, not at all flashy, and absolutely perfect. “Another gift?”

He shrugs. “And definitely not the last.”

“I love it.” I kiss his cheek tenderly. “Thank you.”

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