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He drops the envelope to the bed, throws his arms around my neck, and presses a single soft kiss against my lips.
“So you like your surprise?” I ask, and he nods, looking down at the envelope and the words I’d written earlier.
“Hell yes, and just so you know, I’mtotallyducked without you, too.”
EPILOGUE
“Hey, roomie!” I call,but there’s no answer from inside. Harrison must be out again.
Harrison had the same idea as Ian and me and moved to Savannah straight after the mini tour ended. Ian and I had been living together in hotel rooms for months, so the decision to continue sharing a place was easy. What wasn’t easy was finding a place we could afford, so when Harrison mentioned he was looking, too, we decided to find something together.
Luckily, we found a two-bedroom apartment, not too far from the stadium. The master bedroom, which Ian and I share, has an ensuite, so Harrison has full use of the main bathroom beside his room on the opposite side of the apartment. A huge living space separates the two sleeping areas, which is perfect, because they weren’t joking when they said Harrison snores like a freight train.
“Did you call me?” Harrison asks, popping his head out of his bedroom down the hall. He’s not wearing a shirt, and I only need one guess to know why he’s keeping the rest of him behind the door.
“Just saying hi. Wasn’t sure we’d see you before we left. Sorry if I interrupted…”
He turns his head back toward his room, returning to look at me with a wide grin on his face.
“I have a few minutes; we’re between innings right now.”
Ian laughs and moves into our bedroom, but I stay. Since joining the Funky Monkeys, I quickly learned that Harry likes to be naked more often than he likes to be clothed. He’ll shower and air dry in the locker room for an hour sometimes, moving from player to player having a chat with his dick out. After a while, you just don’t see it. We set firm ground rules when we moved in here, though; we can be naked in our own space only.
“Are you going to go see your sister for Christmas?” I ask, but he shakes his head.
“I think I’ll just hang out here, see the sights, you know?” He glances back into the room. “Looks like I’m up to bat. Have a safe flight,” he calls, waving his hand my way and closing the bedroom door.
That fucker had to mention flying. Now my stomach is spinning. I walk into the bedroom and find Ian frowning down at his phone.
“Lucas wants to know if I’m a brownie boy or cookie kid. Is there a wrong way to answer this question?” he asks. Ian arranged for some vacation time before kicking things off withUnlaced, so we’re headed to Normanland to stay with Carter and Lucas for the holidays.
“Not really, he probably just wants to stock up for when we get there. I kind of ate all Carter’s cookies the last time I visited.”
He wraps his arms around my waist. “So, you’re a cookie kid, then?”
“I’ll eat anything, really.”
Ian glances down, and I laugh. “Is your mind always on sex?”
“With a hot boyfriend like you, can you blame me?”
The word that once stirred so much confusion inside me, makes my heart swell now. I almost don’t remember what life was like before Ian. I had no idea how much of my true self was hidden away until he opened the door and out I came. Literally.
“I guess we have time for a quickie,” I say, leaning forward to kiss him, but his phone starts blasting an alarm and he steps out of my grasp.
“No, we don’t. Get packing, we have to be at the airport in an hour.”
My stomach flips again. “I still don’t see why we can’t drive.”
“We would have had to drive over three days. It’s, like, eighteen hours from here to Normanland by car. It’s a two-hour flight.”
“Two hours and eighteen minutes, and that’s if we get to take off and land on time, or at all. Do you know how dangerous planes are?”
He stops shoving things into his bag and moves to stand in front of me, taking both my hands in his. “I promise I’ll be there the whole time.”
It’s not like he can really get away on a fucking plane. “Great, so we can die together in a big fiery crash.”
He laughs and pulls me against him, lips pressing hard over mine. The churning in my gut ebbs, and as he deepens the kiss, his tongue in my mouth is all I can focus on. Well, that and my growing bulge.
