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“I do. I think she’ll be happy and surprised. But I’m not telling you so you can let it slip to Heather.” I tell him

“I can keep a secret from my wife.” He tells me.

“Only if it’s something for her.” I call him out.

“Whatever. The song is about to be done,” he informs me.

I chuckle under my breath. He’s just trying to change the subject on me. He’s been doing that since we were teens when he is over me calling him out.

The song ends and the girls make their way back to the table. They’re all smiles and laughter.

“You about ready to go home, wife?” Ty asks Heather.

She looks at Adriana and Dani to see if they’re ready. It’s refreshing to see Heather have girlfriends that get her. She will hang out with the other girlfriends and wives of our teammates, but it’s not the same as her friendships with Adriana and Dani.

The girls both nod their heads.

“Yes, we can go home. I need to head to the ladies’ room first.” She tells him.

“Me too!” Dani seconds.

Those two head to the restroom. Ty walks over to some of our guys to let them know we are taking off.

“Cole.” Adriana says.

“Yes, A.” I respond.

She looks around to see who is near us.

“Who are you looking for?” I ask.

“No one. Just wanted to tell you yes.” She says with a smile.

“Yes? Bubble time?” I ask her.

“Yes, Casanova.” She tells me and walks over to where Ty is standing now with Heather and Dani.

Hell yeah. I’m a happy camper. My girl is coming home with me.

I walk over to where they are. Dean and King are now standing with them, too.

“We are heading out. You guys good?” Ty asks them.

“Yeah, we’ll grab an Uber home.” King answers.

“Alright, we’ll see you two tomorrow at practice.” I say.

They both say bye to us and we head for the door. As we walk, we say goodbye to anyone we know.

“See you at home,” Heather says as the girls get in her car.

Ty pullsinto his driveway behind Heather’s car.

“Thanks for driving today. I’ll drive us to practice tomorrow.”

“Bro, I’ve told you before, you don’t have to thank me. We take turns driving.”

“I know, but you know damn well our parents raised us better than that.” I chastise him.