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I’m not used to spending long periods of time with a big family, and I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to stay there without going insane. I may take Peter up on his offer to visit San Jose and meet my half-sisters.
I’m scared to meet them, but knowing that I’ll be closer to Luca there has me leaning towards going. If something happens, I’ll have him.
I haven’t been back to San Jose since I went into the system. I lied to Luca. I spent a big chunk of my life living there, but I was young and never thought I’d go back. Looks like I was wrong.
Luca:Who’s your favorite San Jose Quakes professional hockey player?
Me:Remington Barnes!
Me:That guy is a beast and those tattoos… woof!
Luca:Wow. You were supposed to say Luca Kingivson.
Me:Oh, that wouldn’t have been as much fun.
Me:Is it official? Are you on the roster?
Luca:Have been practicing with the team, but officially got my own jersey today!
He sends me a picture of himself in his new jersey with the biggest grin on his face.
They have officially moved him up from a practice squad. Not like they have that, but last night he went on and on about how excited he was that the coach told him he earned a spot on the team. We don’t know if he’ll play yet, but hopefully soon they’ll put him in.
Me:Did you send me something?
It’s Christmas Eve and Hannah came in with a package for me. A note on it said not to open until my nightly Luca FaceTime call. He’s called me every night for the last three days.
Later than I would’ve liked since he’s two hours behind and has to wait until he’s home from training with the team. Harlyn’s wails wake the entire house up before the sun, meaning I get no sleep.
I never want kids.
Not true. I love kids, but I’m definitely waiting a while to have any of my own.
Luca:It’s a surprise. I’m almost home.
Three hours later and Luca finally calls, waking me from my fragmented sleep.
“I love your sleepy eyes. You look so fucking sexy,” he groans at the screen as soon as my video shows up.
I look like I’ve been thrown around in a tornado. My hair is wild and frizzy around my head, and my glasses are twisted up half my face. Luca, on the other hand, is freshly showered and looking like my very own wet dream.
His hair is wet and mopped on top of his head, but he’s shirtless, with a glistening sheen over his thick chest and bulging biceps.
“Why do you have to look so good?” I groan and wipe the sleep from my face. “What happened to almost being home?”
“I’m in Seattle. My parents kept talking and asking me questions before I could get in the shower and call you. I didn’t think they’d stay up to talk to me.”
That’s right. He told me he was flying home for the holiday and flying back on Christmas night.
“Did you only get the one package?” He asks with a mischievous grin.
“I didn’t know you were getting me anything,” I whine. “I didn’t get you anything.”
“That’s ok.” He shrugs. “Send me some extra special pictures. That’s all I want. Think we can have an extra, extra special call tonight?” He wags his eyebrows up and down, making me laugh.
“I’m too afraid someone will hear. The house is packed, but we’ll plan some phone sex in a few days.”
“Damn,” he curses with his lip between his teeth. “Open the package.”
