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“So, who is she?” On this day, where everything feels like a sign, I don’t hesitate when I say, “My future wife.”
first 10 pages GOOD BYE
There’s been only one woman who has held my interest and now that she’s no longer wearing another man’s engagement ring, spending my time with anyone else holds zero appeal.
And if you would’ve told me that the man she’s marrying is my ex-fiancé, I would’ve looked into having you committed.
ARE U KIDDING ME, jail time for her step sister
“Have I told you lately how much I dislike you?” “Mmm,” he hums. “I should warn you, Ken, I like it when you’re mean. It does something to me.” “So that’s why you haven’t left me alone all these years? I should’ve been nice to you all this time, I guess.” “I probably would’ve proposed a handful of times by now if you were. Nice. Mean. I’ll take you any way I can get you.”
“California, huh? Did you know that’s my least favorite place?” “And when did you decide that?” “About two minutes ago.”
“I finally married the girl I’ve been obsessed with for years.” Obsessed is a weird word too. I’m obsessed with how soft this pillow is. My new shoes are so cute. Isaiah is so cute too. I’ll never tell him that.
“Does this mean the honeymoon phase is over already?” “I hate you!” “See you at home, wifey!”
“Just think of this as one big game.” His tone is low and deep when he leans down to my ear and whispers, “C’mon wife. Play along.”
“What are you drinking?” The question sounds a whole lot like “what are you wearing,” which is also something I’d love to know. “Tequila.” My grin takes over my entire face. “Dangerous. I’ve heard people make drunken mistakes on tequila.” “I’ve also heard them referred to as happy accidents.”
“Will you pick a favorite color for me?” I huff a laugh under my breath. I vaguely remember thinking about this answer before. “Yellow.” “Yellow.” He appraises my answer. “Why yellow?” “It’s like you. Bright. Happy.” Reminds me of the sun. “Yellow,” he repeats. “Good color. My favorite color, in fact.”
“Excuse me?” I stand from my seat. “Watch your fucking words when you’re speaking to my wife.” She blanches. “What did you just say to me?” “I don’t think you need me to repeat myself.”
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“I have this place in mind. Real nice. Might be hard to get a table on a Friday night, but let’s try.” * * * “Chili’s.” My voice holds no inflection as I slide into the booth across from Isaiah. “The real nice place you had in mind is Chili’s.”
“Eyes are up here, wifey.” “I’m a doctor, Rhodes. Aced anatomy, in fact. I know where your eyes are located. I just don’t care right now.”
“She’s not you.”
I’m just going to sleep on the highway
At first, I think he’s giving me shit for making sure I’ve got a good view of him in those goddamn baseball pants, but then his new walk-up song begins to play over the stadium’s speakers, and I know exactly what that scheming smile is all about. Mariah Carey’s “Obsessed” is blaring from all angles around me.
Our wedding song is on full blast as Isaiah makes his way to the plate, but before he gets there, he turns back in my direction. With the entire stadium singing the song I walked down the aisle to, Isaiah extends his bat, points at me, and winks. He fucking winks. It’s the moment reality hits me… Miller was right. I think I might have a crush on my husband.
“There’s one single reason I have loved this game for my entire life. It’s not the winning, the strikeouts, the fans, or the glory. I have loved baseball because of my brother. Isaiah was four years old and I was six when we first joined the same t-ball team. He wasn’t technically old enough yet, but I told our mom I wasn’t going to play unless he was out there with me. And it’s been that way for us ever since. He and I together.”
“As much as I love this game, what I’ll miss most is sharing the field with you. Traveling with you. Spending every single day with you. How lucky am I that I got a best friend and a brother all at once? There are things no one else will understand besides us. Things we experienced, people we lost, and the entire time, our goal was to be here, in this league together. Well, we did it, little brother. You and me, and you were right. It feels good when you end it like this.”
“What?” I track every inch of her. “God sure did take his time on you, honey.”
ARE YOU KIDDING ME 🤧🤧🤧
But I promise you, Isaiah, now that my eyes have been opened, I can’t keep them off you.”
“I was going to come find you. I requested a name change on your new office door. It should say Dr. Rhodes by the end of the week.” “Dr. Kay,” Isaiah corrects. “It should say Dr. Kay. She did that all on her own, long before me or my last name came around.”
