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“You, too. What did I miss?” I ask.
She shakes her head as she sets the bag aside and leans back in her desk chair. She clears her throat. “We’ve been bracing for the cold weather to end so we can head into our busy season. How was New York, aside from the goat work?”
I chuckle. “It was good. I haven’t spent that much time with my mom in…” I trail off then shrug. “Years. I caught up with some old buddies still in town, and being on the farm was more relaxing than I was expecting.” And long talks with my mom where I figured out a few things about what I really want out of life were pretty damn good, too.
Before I left, I told Amelia I needed some space. She left me alone, and not hearing from her for ten whole days told me everything I needed to know.
I’m done.
“Any word yet on what’s next for you?” she asks, lowering her voice.
I shake my head. “I’ve had a few people reach out. I’ve been invited to tour some facilities. I’m letting my agent field the calls, and he told me the Vikings are making it official by the end of this week.”
“Where would you want to go?”
I twist my lips as I think it over. “I’ve always loved San Diego.”
“The Storm?” she guesses, naming the pro football team there.
I nod. “I’ve heard great things about the organization. They’re rebuilding, and they need a new WR.”
“Like Spencer Nash?” she guesses.
I shrug. “We’ll see.”
“Ugh! There you are!” A voice at the doorway interrupts us, and I blow out a breath as the tornado otherwise known as my fiancée steps foot into Grace’s office. “You just got back, and you’re already in here?”
“You weren’t in your office, and I brought some gifts,” I say calmly to the whirlwind at the door as I hold up the bag of soaps I brought for her, too.
She folds her arms as she glares at me. “Well, I’m here now if you’d like to talk.”
“Sure,” I say, and I raise my brows at Grace before I follow her out to her office. I hope Grace caught the secret message I was trying to toss her direction that I’m here to end things with Amelia.
Ten days with my mom were enough for me to realize the truth.
Marrying Amelia isn’t the right thing for me.
As much as I want a future at the vineyard, it can’t be at the expense of my own happiness.
Figuring out where I’m playing next season is the next step.
There’s really nothing like ten days with Mom to help put shit into perspective, and petting goats while we talked seemed to be exactly what I needed.
I follow Amelia into her office and shut the door behind me.
“Ooh, baby. Are you closing the door because you want to get frisky after so much time apart?” she asks, and she slides her hands up my chest to my shoulders as she moves in close.
I shake my head. “No, Amelia.” I take a step back and walk over to the ugly green couch in her office. I sit, and nod for her to come sit beside me. “We need to talk.”
“Ten days away, and you barely talked to me, but now you’re ready?” She sighs and folds her arms across her chest. “What is it now?”
“Can you please come sit?” I ask.
She purses her lips and stands firmly where she is.
“The Vikings released me from my contract,” I say quietly.
She gasps. “They what?”
