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“Anytime, BB. Glad I was here,” he chuckles then adds, “Still can’t believe it was PJ who flew off the couch. Seems so out of character for the little guy.”

“It’s always the quiet ones you have to worry about. Once he warms up to you, that one doesn't stop.” I smile knowing how much PJ has flourished over the last two years.

As the ending credits of the movie start, my phone chimes.

Tiffany

Finishing up in a few. How were they? Hope they didn’t give you too much of an issue.

Me

They were perfect, not to worry.

Tiffany

So the QB, huh?

I chuckle at her text. We’ve talked over the years about my heartbreak, but never told her he was now here at MRU.

Me

We have a lot to discuss.

Tiffany

Can’t wait! Thanks again, be home in a bit.

“A lot to discuss, huh?” Nate teases, and I hit his arm. “Why are you reading my texts?”

“Just checking to make sure the kid is okay,” he smirks.

“Yeah, yeah, likely story. He’s fine. They’ll be home in a little bit.”

Nate glances at the clock, which reads 10:30 p.m. “Good, because I still have plans for you.”

My core clenches at the promise.

“Again, Mr. Outlaw? One would think you may have an addiction.”

He smiles the megawatt grin of his and leans down to kiss my lips. “You have no idea, baby.”

Twenty-One

“Okay, guys, the basketball and hockey teams are heading over from the gym. We’ll take a few group shots in front of the sign between the indoor arena and the football stadium. Then we can officially wrap up,” the photographer working the Gatorade advertisement calls out over her shoulder as we follow the crew out of the stadium.

It’s been fun so far, but it’s our bye weekend, and I’m just ready to wrap this up so I can get to Berkley. It was so hard to leave her in the bed this morning. After we finished up babysitting, I stayed over at her place last night, and while I was thankful for an early practice so we could have the rest of the day to chill for once, I missed our morning sex and cuddles.

She’s been on my mind all morning, and now that we have a short break, I pull my phone out of my bag to text her.

Me

We should be done in about an hour. Do you want to meet me at the practice facility and go grab some food after?”

BB

Sounds good. I hate that the shoot was closed. I really wanted to see you swallowing…those electrolytes.

The fucking Howler report.

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