Page 81 of Fear of Intimacy

“Gotta root my man on for the first game of the season.” The words slipped from my lips before I could stop them.Trevor grinned widely at me. “Your man, huh?” My cheeks grew hot as I rolled my eyes.

“You know what I mean.”

“Uh-huh,” Trevor teased. “I have a jersey you can wear too.”

“Oh, gonna make me an honorary Trevor Hallfangirl?”

“Can’t have my girl wearing someone else’s jersey.” Trevor winked. My insides warmed at his words.

My girl.I think I could get used to hearing that.

25

TASHA

“Ilove my fiancé, but the guy is driving me nuts.” Josie groaned.

“Ready for the game tomorrow, huh?” I joked.

My best friend shook her head across from me as she took a sip of her coffee. “Don’t get me started.”

This morning, when Josie called and asked to go to coffee together, I immediately said yes. The two of us haven’t seen much of each other lately. She wanted to hang out the other day, but I had my date with Trevor, so I was in desperate need of some girl time.

“I need some girl talk that isn’t hockey.” Josie said.

“Perfect, because I was just about to ask if you’ve thought about the wedding yet.” I commented, sipping my coffee.

“Oh yes!” Josie sat forward with a wide grin. “Wyatt and I both agreed we don’t want something huge. Just family and friends.”

I nodded in agreement. I couldn’t see Josie with a huge wedding anyway.

“Are you guys thinking soon?” The thought of my best friend getting married made me almost giddy. The two of ustalked about our weddings before and the fact that she was about to walk down the aisle with the love of her life was a little mind-blowing.

“Okay, it might sound a bit crazy but…” Josie hesitated making me nudge her under the table with my foot. “We’re thinking five months from now.”

My eyes widened. Five months. Five months to get a dress, a venue, send out invites, order flowers.

“Okay, that’s…” I trailed off.

“I know. It’s a lot.” She sent me a sheepish grin. “But we don’t want to wait.”

Even though she was sitting, I narrowed my eyes at her, looking her up and down.

“You aren’t pregnant, are you?” Josie sipped her drink, damn near sputtering it out when my question clicked in her head.

“Tasha!” She coughed into her napkin and looked at me with wide eyes.

“What?” I shrugged. “The way you two go at it like bunnies.” Although, I wasn’t any better at the moment. Josie shook her head at me, her cheeks pink.

“No, I’m not pregnant. We both want kids but not right now.”

“Well, whenever you do have kids, I call godmother” I fully planned on being the cool, fun aunt.

“Noted.” Josie laughed. “But that reminds me.” She sobered up, reaching across the table to grab my hand. “I know I asked in Australia, but I want to make sure that you really want to be my maid of honor. You’re my best friend, but I don’t want you to feel like you have to be.” Josie started rambling.

I squeezed her hands to get her attention. “Jo.”

“You’re literally a sister to me. I wouldn’t have made it through the last few years without you.” Tears appeared inher eyes as she spoke. My own started to tear up. “You pulled me out of a dark place, not once but twice. When my dad passed you were the only person I had left. I want you by my side when I get married.”

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