Page 63 of Bae

“No.”

He laughed. “Now, baby. Don’t you want to watch the game from the sidelines?”

Well, it did sound appealing.

Not to mention it would a great big neon sign to all women on the list of potential baby mamas that I wasn’t going anywhere.

He chuckled and held out his arms. “I’ll catch you.”

I hesitated, then thought,What the hell.

I jumped off the railing and landed in Romeo’s arms. The next thing I knew, he was running across the field to where his team waited, bringing me the whole way.

“One a scale of one to ten…” I began as he ran. “How bad is this?”

His lips curled up. “A ten.”

I groaned and dropped my head against his chest. The team surrounded us, and I was congratulated on my “scrappy” skills.

Oh my goodness. They were going to call me Scrappy now.

That might be worse than being on the news.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Anderson?!” Coach yelled as the team parted. “That was a valuable timeout.”

I peeked up from Romeo’s chest at the coach.

“Sorry, Coach. Had to collect the wife.”

Pretty sure I was in danger of dying from embarrassment.

The coach muttered some very inventive choice words and pointed to the field. “The game! Get back to the game!”

Romeo rushed forward and deposited me on the bench. Before jogging off, he snagged his heavy team coat off the ground and slung it around my shoulders. I snuggled down into it. His lips brushed my forehead.

“I kinda like the jealous side of you,” he said.

I groaned.

“Sit tight, baby. I gotta game to win.”

I stared at his butt when he ran back onto the field.

Please. You would have, too.

I spent the remainder of the third quarter and the rest of the fourth right there on the bench. The players entertained me, and Romeo kissed me between his turns on the field.

It was the best seat in the house.

Romeo

Scrappy wife. Happy life.

Rim was a fighter, tougher than she looked. Most of that strength was internal, though. People took one look at her, and she was dismissed faster than a room full of boys who never showered and farted too much.

Hell, even I was guilty of looking at her and worrying about her fragility.

But then she went and pulled something like she did today.

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