I’m so lost in thought that I don’t realize Aston has walked over until he speaks.
“You probably noticed he’s a little … off tonight,” he says under his breath.
My gaze flicks to Archie, who’s standing with Aiden now. He’s laughing at something his brother said, and yet there’s something in his mannerisms. His posture is a little too stiff, and his eyes look a little tired.
“Yeah,” I admit softly. “I figured he’s exhausted from his game. He looks like he took a good hit too. And I’m sure I also threw him for a loop with this surprise visit. You know Archie, always trying to make everyone happy.”
“Exactly,” Aston says.
I tilt my head in question, wondering what he means.
Aston nods. “He found out earlier today that Liam Pitz is transferring out.”
My stomach drops. “His best friend?”
“Yeah. They’ve played together for three years—roomed together, trained together. Even though he won’t be at Walker anymore either, Archie’s taking it hard. He won’t talk about it, of course. Just keeps saying he’s happy for Liam and understands why. But we can tell. And I think the reality of his college career being over is a little bittersweet for him too.”
“That’s …” I trail off, glancing back at Archie. “That’s a lot.”
“He’s not great at losing people,” Aston says gently. “He’s loyal to a fault. When someone leaves, even for a good reason, he takes it to heart. And he also doesn’t like to leave people behind.”
That makes something in my chest ache.
“Thanks for telling me,” I murmur.
Aston just pats my shoulder. “You’re good for him. Don’t let the caveman act scare you off.”
I glance over at Archie again—and this time, his eyes findmine across the room, like he felt me looking. He gives me a small, weary smile. The kind of smile someone only gives when they’re tired, but glad you’re there.
It hits me, all at once: He’s always the strong one. For his team. For his family. For me.
But tonight, maybe he needs someone to be strongfor him.
I squeeze Aston’s hand in thanks and stand up.
Time to remind him he’s not alone anymore.
I walk over to him and take his hand.
When he looks down at me, he smiles. As I start to smile in return, I yawn instead.
“I think it’s time for me to get my girl to bed.” He releases my hand and wraps his arm around my waist.
“Boo. Okay. Emma, promise you’ll come see us soon. And I hope you don’t mind all my excitement about the baby, but I can’t wait to show you the nursery. And don’t you hesitate to let me know if you need anything. Oh! We could do some baby shopping if you come down too!” Alicia pulls me in for a hug.
“I would like that. Thank you. And I’m glad you’re excited. Shopping would be fun. I definitely need to start getting some of the things off my list.”
“You just tell me what you need, and it’s yours.” She nods and smiles.
“Okay, Mama. Dad. Boys. We’ll see you soon. Aiden, call me when you get back to New England.”
A collective goodbye is said, and we wave as we leave.
Once we get into the elevator, I release a breath I didn’t realize I was holding.
“You okay, baby?” Archie turns to face me.
I nod. “I’m so good.”