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“I just don’t want kids. I don’t want to have to worry about anyone else,” she says with a shrug, terminating the conversation.
That’s definitely not the end of that discussion, but I’m going to let it go for now.
Back in Logan’s dorm, I change into my joggers and a sweatshirt, hanging my suit in her closet for when we’re back home. We have an eight-hour drive ahead of us, and I just want to be comfortable.
Logan folds the jersey of mine that she was wearing and leaves it on top of her dresser. She throws a couple more things in her weekender bag before putting it by the door.
“Good game, Maddison,” Ali says as she pops her head through Logan’s open doorway. “At least I think it was good? I still have no fucking clue what I’m watching. You guys just look like a bunch of horny dudes who like bumping into each other out there on the ice.”
“I’m glad my future career makes so much sense to you, Ali.”
“Hey.” Marc walks up next to Ali, leaning against the doorframe with his suitcase in tow. “You guys ready?”
Logan and I nod in agreement before my girl turns her attention to Ali. “What time is your flight?”
“I need to call an Uber in about an hour.”
“Well, we’re going to miss you over break,” Logan tells her tiny friend, speaking for all of us apparently.
“Are you excited to be going back to New York?” Marc asks. “You’re probably homesick by now.”
“Yeah, but honestly, I feel like I’m home whenever I’m with you guys.”
“Aww, Ali. That was really sweet,” Logan exclaims in a high tone, just as surprised as I am that Ali has a sentimental bone in her body.
Ali looks at her, confused. “Oh no. Not like that. I just mean that you three are so fucking tall it feels like I’m walking around with New York skyscrapers all day. Seriously, I don’t know if the sun has hit me once since I moved here.”
“Well, I’m going to miss towering over you all day,” Logan says as she wraps Ali up in a hug.
“Bertoli.” I extend my fist.
“Maddison.” She connects her hand with mine.
Ali turns to Marc in the hallway, both of them awkwardly looking at each other, not knowing what to do. They each look like they’re going in for a hug, but the timing is off, so they pull away until they decide to just high-five instead.
Wow, this is uncomfortable to watch. Those two are even more awkward, now that we all know they’re fucking, than they were before.
“Alison,” Marc says with a nod.
“Marcus.” Ali turns to head off to her dorm room.
“Ali,” Marc interjects before she gets to her room. “Call me and let me know that you landed safely, okay?”
Ali gives him a smile and a nod in agreement before ducking into her room and closing the door behind her.
Logan looks to me, obviously having the same thought that’s swirling around my mind right now.
“What?” Marc looks between Logan and me, both of us biting our tongues and wearing the same knowing expression.
“Nothing,” Logan says with a shrug, trying to hold back her smile.
“Shut up.” Marc shakes his head.
“We didn’t say a word,” I remind him.
The eight-hour car ride flew by thanks to the constant conversation with my two favorite people, not to mention Marc’s killer road trip playlist chock-full of hip-hop and R‘n’B from the early 2000s. I kept Logan’s hand intertwined with mine as I drove, only letting go when I had to fill up with gas, or if she needed a bathroom stop.
There’s just the tiniest bit of daylight left when I pull up in front of my childhood home.
