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“If you’re going to start coming to my games, I better see Rhodes on your back and I’m not talking about my brother.” “Is this some athlete kink you got? Need to see a girl in your jersey?” The old flirty side of me that I’ve kept hidden and locked down for the most part since Max came into my life is itching to break free. I pop my shoulders. “I like to see pretty girls in my jersey. Like to take it off them too.” Miller’s lips part, a shocked and satisfied grin lifting on the corners. “Well, with that kind of promise, I’ll be sure to wear it next time.”
“You flirting with me, Montgomery?” “Have been since we met. You gonna start flirting back?”
“Today was a good day.”
“They can all be good days.”
“Today was a good day.”
“They could all be good days.”
“I need you to get more tattoos,” she states as I crest the water. “Where did that come from?” “Just from looking at you. They look good on your skin.” “Well.” I wade through the water to her. “I need you to wear less clothes.” “Where did that come from?” I shrug. “Just from looking at you.”
“Today was a good day.”
“They could all be good days.”
With my name on her back and my son in her arms, Miller stands in the center of the field, looking like mine. She should be mine. Ours.
caught up
“Miller,” he says, making sure my attention is on him. “If you ever decide to stop running and make a home…” His eyes are begging, pleading. “Make it with me.”
