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“You play dirty.”
“Maybe. But I also get my way.” I lean over to kiss her again.
“Good thing we’re on the same page.”
She’s not wrong, and it pulses yet another new fear in me. What if one day, we’re not on the same page?
Who’s going to win?
Chapter 42: Ava Maxwell
I Want You There When I Get Home
I spend Sunday with Grayson and his family.
We’re all in Jolene’s private suite at the hospital cooing over the baby when I hear Lincoln ask Asher and Grayson, “Are you two dickheads ready for minicamp?”
“I thought it was voluntary,” Grayson says. I can tell from his light tone that he’s teasing his brother.
“Well, you’re being voluntold that your ass better be there,” he says.
Grayson and I haven’t talked about minicamp or when it is or what that means.
I think there’s a lot we haven’t talked about.
We haven’t had a chance, though. This is all still really new and fresh, just sealed into perfection twice last night (and once this morning), and we’re feeling things out.
But does minicamp mean we’ll be away from each other? And for how long?
And what’s the season going to be like? Is he different in season than he is out of it?
Maybe he’s right. If our time together will be limited once the season gets underway and our routine shifts, maybe it makes sense for me to quit my job. You know, in the future. When and if things get serious so we can maximize the time we have together.
Are things serious now for us?
I’m not sure.
It feels pretty damn serious after the admissions we made last night, and I did tell him I’d cut back hours at the bakery to make myself more available for events with him. But I still need a paycheck if I ever want to reach my dreams. I can’t be a woman who gives up on my own dreams for my man…even if my man was technically my dream before the bakery was.
It’s on our way back to my place in the evening that I finally ask the questions on my mind. “What’s minicamp?”
“It’s basically non-contact practice for a few days toward the end of April. Individual drills, routines, position practice, things like that. Since I’m new to the team, it would be good to put in face time with the coaches and my teammates.”
“So you’ll be gone?”
He shakes his head. “It’s held at the practice facility across from the Gridiron, so I’ll be in town but gone all day.”
“When’s your new place going to be ready?” I ask.
“I just got word that it’s closing on the first of May. So just a few more weeks.”
“Do, uh…” I feel awkward asking. “Have you thought any more about moving in with me while you wait rather than wasting all that money on a suite at the Palms?”
I suppose money’s not an object to him, but my guess is that what he’s paying for that suite over the next few weeks would be enough capital for my bakery.
I don’t mention that, obviously. I’m not with him for his money.
“I mean…Ellie said it would look good if we did. It would make things easier for the press.” He clears his throat, and then he glances over at me.
