Page 112 of Interference
He shakes his head. “I know it sounds dumb, but I want to stay here my senior year. Kellan is staying, and I want to finish this out with him.”
“And give a certain girl a chance to see the light?” I muse.
“Possibly.”
“You’re a good man, Wyatt. She will come around.”
The front door opens then, Wyatt going stiff.
“Man, the way my back hurts, I swear the baby is going to be the death of me,” I say loudly.
Wyatt gives me a thankful smile.
“I can help with that,” Brett calls, walking into the kitchen to kiss me.
“I have class. I’ll see you later.”
After he is gone, Brett takes his seat. “What was that about?”
“Nothing. Just talking with my brother,” I joke.
“A damn good brother he is. So about your back…”
I’m nervous. I shouldn’t be, but I am.
Today is the day.
I only hope it goes well.
“Is it all set up?” I whisper to Wyatt.
“Yep. Coach helped and everything.”
I nod gratefully at him. This is a real shot in the dark for me. I think I know what her answer will be, but I can’t be one hundred percent sure. I mean, we have only been technically dating for a couple of months, but it feels like years for me.
I don’t want to bring this child into the world without making a commitment to his or her mother.
“Cora said they are almost here. You ready?” Kellan says from next to me.
“Yes.”
We head out of the locker room to the ice. The red carpet we lay out for celebration ceremonies is laid out with a flower arch in the middle at the end.
It looks exactly how I imagined.
“She has no clue?” I ask Kellan.
“Cora told her it was a surprise ceremony for you that the team put together because of your efforts last year with helping Coach,” Kellan says.
“Good. She is going to kill me, isn’t she?”
“Probably,” Wyatt adds. “She has been extra irritable these days.”
“Wouldn’t you be if you were carrying around a watermelon?” Colson spits out.
I smile.
My little watermelon. Emery is now thirty-eight weeks pregnant and ready to pop at any moment. It’s why I hustled to get all of this done. I realized when we had a false alarm last week that I needed to show her I was committed beyond what my words have said. I needed actions.
