Page 180 of Drop Three

“You don’t even have to ask.”

EPILOGUE

NAVY

One Month Later

“Think anyone will know?”

“Well, if they didn’t before, they do now. I think even the neighbors heard your moans, baby,” Bodhi tells me as we rearrange our clothes in the laundry room.

I smack his arm playfully. “Hey, I’m quiet, but you know how I get when you spank me—it’s my weakness.”

He chuckles, bringing me in for a long kiss. “Then let them hear.”

This will never get old. Being the recipient of wholehearted love and being publicly loved by Bodhi St. James.

Never in my wildest dreams did I think we would end up here: livingtogetherin a penthouse condo overlooking downtown Atlanta and hosting our first team family dinner.

It took quite a bit of battling to finally move out of the house, though. Kingston was less than thrilled and tried to hide all of our clothes, refusing to let us leave.

The guys living together has always made sense to me—they travel so much and just because they play for Atlanta doesn’t make Atlanta their home. It’s easier to share a place with some teammates if you’re single than it is to buy a place of your own and risk getting traded or drafted to another team across the country.

Thankfully for us, Bodhi still has another five years left in his contract with the Strikers, allowing us the freedom to buy a place here and plant some more permanent roots.

We haven’t talked about what the future looks like for us yet, but I’m in no rush. It feels good to enjoy being in love and not have forceful expectations from either side.

We’re happy.

Bodhi situates his jeans and the sound of voices in the kitchen rises, stealing my attention more than before.

“Did you hear Tenley’s bringing the new guy she’s seeing?”

Bodhi’s head shoots up. “What? No, I didn’t. They serious?”

I shrug. “I’m not sure. I haven’t met him yet. She texted me last night saying she was bringing him to family dinner.”

Bodhi exhales with a chuckle. “This should be interesting.”

I laugh. “Someone needs to strap Gus to his chair. I don’t trust him not to claw the guy’s eyes out.”

“He’s unpredictable when it comes to her,” Bodhi says matter-of-factly.

“Mhm. But she would never go there with him.”

“Pretty sure he knows that. She’s made it clear.”

I laugh, fixing the mess of hairs on Bodhi’s head. “She has her reasons.”

“Makes sense,” he says, pulling me in for one last hug. “Let’s go, terremoto. Time to make our re-entrance.”

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“We wantto thank everyone for coming tonight. It feels surreal to be surrounded by all of our favorite people in a place we share together. So, cheers, to family and new beginnings,” I hold up my glass of champagne, signaling a cheers to the dinner table.

“Ow owww,” King howls.

“I can’t believe this is your place,” Cal calls out from across the table.

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