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At the time, I just thought that they were just talking out of their asses, that I couldn’t have her as both, it had to be as one or the other, but now that I’m looking at her as she sleeps in my arms, in our bed, I know that I was wrong and they were right.
Fuck.
That will be something I never tell either of them, because if I do, I will never hear the end of it.
But they were right.
Sophia can be both things to me.
Even more so, she can be my wife and my best friend.
Iwanther to be my wife and best friend.
It may be time for me to start planning something special.
In the morning. I’ll start planning in the morning. For now, I’m going to enjoy having my girl in my arms and getting lost in her body in every single way that I can.
CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
BLAKE
Three months later
Ever since we were kids,Sophia has always told me that she never knew what she wanted to be when we grew up.
Her first option was princess but of course, that wasn’t going to be feasible unless we randomly met someone that was connected to one of the many royal families that the world had to offer. Which I doubt was ever going to happen, and I told that to her. The comment earned me a cupcake to the face, because according to her, I was telling her that she wasn’t princess material. She was and definitely still is now, in my eyes, but she didn’t take it take way.
Thankfully, she moved away from the princess route.
For years she kept throwing out ideas of what she wanted to be, never sticking to one thing for more than a day.
When we went to Montana State, she was the same way. Not really sure what she wanted to commit to. Then she randomly fell on nursing.
Well not randomly, I like to think that I helped her a bit with that choice. Especially since I’ve thought of her as a nurse ever since that party we went to after graduation, the first time we had sex, and she was fixing up my face after that fight with that douchebag Miller.
Since then, she has been helping me with every one of my injuries, no matter how minor it is. She’s helped before then, but I’d like to think that was the tipping point.
When she chose to go into nursing, I supported her the same way she supported me with hockey. With everything that I got.
I might not have been there for every study session, or every long shift that she had at the hospital, but I still tried to support her in every single way that I could.
Today, I’m supporting her in the best way possible.
Cheering her on as she crosses the stage at her graduation.
My girl fucking did it and I could not be prouder.
As soon as she steps foot on that stage, I’m going to be the loudest person in this stadium.
“Was he always this annoying as a kid? Or is that something that came about when he hit puberty three years ago?” Liam leans over and asks Isaac, as we sit in our seats waiting for the graduation ceremony to start.
That’s the type of question I would expect from Christian, not my captain.
Isaac, who is sitting next to me, gives him a nod. “I would have him run drills when it got too much.”
The audacity. The fucking audacity. You would think that being his daughter’s best friend and boyfriend, would make him love me more but I guess not.
“How the fuck am I annoying?” I ask, looking at my teammate, now ex-friend.
