Page 29 of Catching Feels

You got a ticket to any game you wanna come to, but don’t feel like you have to.

Amira:

I missed a lot while away at school. I’ll buy a season pass, if that’s okay with you.

Me:

No need. You’ve got them already. CeCe can give you the VIP entrance info.

Amira:

Thank you.

Me:

Glad to have you here. Just worried you’ll regret it.

Amira:

You worry about winning games. I’m a grown woman.

Me:

Goodnight, Mira.

Amira:

Goodnight, no-no.

Smiling, I set my phone down and go open the door to the only good girl I need to worry about tonight.

“They leave you all alone again?”

She sits.

I nod toward the bed. “Come on in and chill. Gotta be up by seven, so we don’t fuck up my groove.”

After a quick shower, I slide into bed and pat the mattress. “Gonna have to wash them, anyway.”

I drag ass out of bed, hit the bathroom, piss, brush my teeth, and then throw on some sweatpants and a tee-shirt. When I walk out of the ensuite bathroom, I can’t help but laugh at seeing Ellie, just a nose sticking out from the covers in the spot I was sleeping.

“Come on, you; let’s go potty.”

Outside, we walk around until she finds her perfect spot, but then something distracts her, and she starts barking and jets, causing me to lose my grip on the leash.

“Hey, get back here!” I call as I start running in fucking slides to catch up with her.

When I round the barn, I see she’s at the RV, looking up at the window, barking. Thank God she didn’t run the other way, toward the road. Even so, I need her to stay there and not run again. I can’t lose Rome and CeCe’s pup.

“That’s a good girl. Stay right there for me.”

When I get close, she runs again.

“Fuck, come on, Elle. We’re buds. Hell, I didn’t even get pissed when you all but buried your cold-ass nose in my armpit at three a.m..”

When I round the RV again, there’s a chick in a tee-shirt that’s not long enough to cover her extremely bruised ass when she’s bent over like that, petting Ellie.

She stands up and looks over her shoulder, sunglasses covering her eyes. “Got her.”

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