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“I will in a minute,” he said, looking into my eyes. “Tatiana Carter, will youstaymarried to me?”
“Yes,” I nodded as he stood to his feet, but then I played coy. “Well, maybe.”
“Maybe?”
“Since we’ve been apart, a certain issue has come to my attention and we have to address it,” I said.
“I want a fucking trilogy!” Juarez suddenly roared from the cage. “A motherfucking trilogy!”
Travis looked over his shoulder and then back at me. “Do I need to retire to keep you? I will…”
“No, I want you to complete the trilogy,” I said. “After you beat him to a bloody pulp again, you can retire.”
He smiled, clasping my hands. “What’s this certain issue you’re talking about?”
“Last night, I fell down the rabbit hole of the ‘I Hate Travis Carter’ website.”
“There are far better ways to spend your time…”
“I know that.” I smiled. “But there was a ‘Does he have a secret girlfriend’ thread that caught my attention.”
“Okay…” He looked confused.
“It’s dated for a time when you and I weren’t talking.”
“I guarantee whatever they wrote there isn’t completely true.”
“A few photogs caught you stepping outside of Rizzo’s, a store that only makes custom engagement rings.”
“They also make adjustments to my championship belt whenever I ask.” He kissed my forehead. “I’m not seeing how this is an issue.”
“You were carrying a ring bag out of the store when you left,” I said. “Days later, you arrived at a bar with red roses so huge that a security guard had to help you carry them.”
He said nothing.
“They have all the pictures,” I said. “I can share them with you if you like.”
“I’ll pass.”
“I just want to know who the flowers and the ring were for. That’s all.” I looked at him. “Who was she?”
“Someone I loved very much.”
“Why didn’t it work out?”
“Numerous reasons, but ultimately, she became my younger sister’s roommate and completely buried our history.”
“What?”
“I was drunk and missing you when I bought that ring,” he said. “I showed up to that restaurant because I had an entire conversation in my head with you about a date. Again, I was drunk.”
“I’m sensing a pattern with you, emotions, and alcohol.”
“There probably is.” He pressed his forehead against mine. “There was no girlfriend, though. It was just you. It’s always been just you.”
“Do you still have the custom ring that you bought back then?”
“I do.” He looped his fingers in my left hand and held it up before kissing me. “You’ve been wearing it…”
