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She sent a couple of laughing emojis.
Wife-to-be:Do you enjoy working with the kids?
She’d resisted my lure, but this was an opening I could jump on board with. I decided I wanted to hear her voice, especially for this conversation. A glance at the time showed she had about fifteen minutes before her flight boarded.
“Hi,” she answered softly, and I could swear I heard a smile in her tone.
“Hey, baby. My fingers were getting tired.”
Wrenley giggled, making me grin.
“To answer your question, I love kids. Can’t wait to have my own. What about you?”
She was quiet for a moment, then said, “I’m hoping to have a family someday…” There was a lengthy pause before she continued, sounding wistful, “I’ve always wanted to be a mom.”
Someday?I frowned. Not my preference, but I’d go along with whatever made her happy.
“How long do you want to wait?” I forced myself to sound patient so she wouldn’t feel pressured to give me whatever answer she thought I wanted to hear.
“It’s not that Iwantto wait. I’d happily put my modeling on hold to start a family, but the timing still has to be right. Obviously”—she chuckled—“I’d like to be married before I have a baby.”
Noted. And I completely agreed. She’d definitely have my last name before she gave birth. And if I had my way, that would be happening as soon as possible.
“Well, we can—”
“Darn it. They are calling my row. I’m sorry, Jordan, I have to go.”
“Travel safe, baby. And let me know when you get there.”
“Um, okay. Talk to you later.”
* * *
Three days.
Three fucking days and this nightmare would be over. I was never letting Wrenley go anywhere without me ever again.
My phone pinged from the bench a few feet away from where I was lifting weights, and I practically dive-bombed over to grab it.
“Damn, Jordan,” Prentice drawled with a chuckle. “I’ve only ever seen you move like that on the field. Whoever that is must be special.”
“She’s everything,” I responded with a nod as I opened my messages.
Wife-to-be:Why did the football coach go to the bank?
Shaking my head, I grinned as I typed.
Me:Why?
Wife-to-be:To get his quarterback.
I shook my head and chuckled. Her jokes were ridiculous, but they always made me laugh.
“Wow, look at that love-sick expression.”
I glanced up to see that Nixon had wandered over and was standing next to Prentice.
“You would know,” I muttered good-naturedly.
