Page 32 of The Goalie

Dad is doing that whole mean-father-trying-to-intimidate-his-daughter’s-date routine as he stares Nolan down like the two just met in prison or something.

“Oh, get over it, Finn!” Mom snaps. “Your daughter is grown up, it’s time for you to grow up too. I can barely see a thing and I can see that they’re perfect for one another. Don’t be such a sour puss. Your daughter is in love. It’s a good thing.”

Dad swallows hard as he turns to me. All of the roughness melts off his face. “You two are in love?”

I’m a bit shy as I look up at Nolan with red cheeks. “We didn’t say it yet, but…”

“Yes,” Nolan says with all of the confidence in the world. “Absolutely. I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I’m in love with your daughter. I’m crazy about her.”

I guess it’s not the most romantic way to say our first I love you’s since my parents are present, but I wouldn’t change a thing. It’s one of the happiest moments of my life.

“I love you too,” I say, giving him a big goofy smile.

He gives me a goofy smile back.

“See?” Mom says, pointing at us. “Look how cute they are. How can you be against that?”

Dad’s whole demeanor changes. “I didn’t know you two were in love,” he says, softening as he looks at Nolan. He takes a long deep breath and nods. “What kind of wine should we have with that delicious-smelling lasagna? I’m thinking a nice Tuscan Sangiovese. Nolan, do you want to come to the wine cellar with me to help pick out the perfect bottle?”

The tight tension I’ve been feeling all day is suddenly replaced with a light giddy feeling of relief. I know that’s my father’s way of trying to make everything okay.

“Sure, Coach,” Nolan says as they walk to the stairs leading down into the basement. “Although I don’t know too much about wine.”

Dad slaps him on the back as he opens the door. “Well, you’re in the perfect place to learn.”

They’re chatting in a friendly tone as they head down to the wine cellar.

Mom squeals as she turns to me with her arms open. I run over and hug her.

“Thanks for your help, Mom,” I say as I give her a big hug.

“This was all you two,” she says. “You two look perfect together.”

I have to agree with her there. We are perfect together.

So perfect that during dinner, Nolan leans over and whispers something in my ear.

“I’m going to marry you one day,” he promises. “One day soon.”

There’s no way I’ll say no to that.

EPILOGUE

Nolan

Four months later…

“We should move here,” I grumble as I open my eyes and look at the stunning view. This place is spectacular. We’re on day three of our month-long stay in Santorini, Greece. The huge double doors that lead to the balcony are open—the curtains blowing with the salty breeze—and beyond that are miles of blue ocean. The stunning villa is perched on a cliff in an inlet, so we have rocky hills extending out to the sea on both sides. It’s breathtaking.

But even this breathtaking view has got nothing on my girl. Grace moans as she stretches out in bed, her brown hair all wild around her. The cool soft sheets slide down her body, revealing her naked breasts and I’m suddenly ravenous.

“Oh, hello,” she says with a yawning grin as I climb on top of her.

“Good morning,” I grumble in my deep morning voice as I cup her breast, making her moan.

She opens her legs for me and I slide in between them. We both moan deeply as I push my rock hard cock on her wet pussy.

“We should definitely move here,” she moans as those sweet hips start rolling, pushing her soft cunt against my erection. “I never want to leave this bed.”

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