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He looks so…tough. I’ve never really paid much attention to the game before, but I find that when he’s on the field, I can’t take my eyes off him. And when he’s on the sidelines…well, I can’t take my eyes off him.
Except when we get nachos. Then I can’t take my eyes off my nachos.
I miss a play when I’m digging in for more cheese, and when I look up, Grayson seems angry as he stalks toward the bench.
“What happened?” I ask, my mouth full of chip.
“Nash missed a block,” the guy to my left tells me.
Oh. Sounds bad—whatever that means.
I have a beer, which isn’t my favorite drink but seems to go down well here at the game. The atmosphere is positively electric. The Aces are winning by the end of the first quarter, and most of the starters are benched when the second quarter begins. I need to remember to ask him why that is.
He runs right by me before the players run into the locker room at halftime, and he stops. “Are you having a good time?”
He’s so sweet, so sincere, as he wants to make sure I’m enjoying myself.
I give him the honest truth. “I’m having a blast.” And watching him do his thing is nothing short of absolutely incredible.
He grins before he follows his teammates to the locker room, and Cora and I head up to grab another beer.
I like Cora—she’s fun to work with, and she was game to come here with me today—but I miss Kelly. Cora is definitely not a Kelly replacement, and I’m sad that I’m not here at this game with my best friend as we cheer on our men.
I mean…as I cheer for Grayson and she cheers for Austin.
Neither of which is either of our men.
Still, the mistake was made in my own brain, and I’m starting to wonder what I’m missing out on by pushing him away.
It’s been just under a week, but so far, he hasn’t shown any signs of slowing down. At what point is taking the front-row tickets and the cash overstepping some imaginary line?
I can’t quite be sure…but I’m tossed into a weird state of confusion as I fight against my feelings.
Has he changed?
And if he has…am I willing to take him back?
I’ve told him no.
But I’m not really quite so sure anymore because when things were good, things were good.
And I’m starting to think I want to get back to that place again.
Chapter 58: Grayson Nash
The Only Path Forward
I’m running out of ideas. The last one I have is also the biggest, and it’s a combination of several things that I think will be enough to win her over.
I’m getting closer. I can tell. I’m not giving up, but I saw the way she looked at me during the game. I saw the way she smiled when I had a big play.
I saw the way my jersey fit her like a fucking glove. I don’t want her to just wear my name.
I want it to be her name, too. And that is a realization that would have been terrifying to me a few weeks ago.
Now, though, the only thing scary about it is the fact that she could say no.
A rejection after I lay it all out on the line would kill me, but if it’s what she wants and what she truly believes is going to make her happy, then I won’t stand in her way.
