“But he’s on board.”
“How is that possible?” Brynn wondered.
Jude feathered his fingertips over her lips. “Because I told him if I had to choose, I’d choose you.”
That got him anawfrom both Tuck and Esme
Jude rolled his eyes. “Shut up, you two. I’m wooing.”
“I never saw anybody woo before,” Tuck said. “Do you need lube for that?”
“You never know,” Jude said, his blue eyes glowing with humor and heat and so much love she almost couldn’t believe it.
“Jude,” she said softly.
“Brynn,” he said. “I told you. I love you.”
Esme gasped, Tuck hooted, and Brynn smiled. “I know. I love you, too.”
Delight leaped into his eyes and he scooped her up, kissing her with such emotion that tears sprang to her eyes. Then he was spinning her in a circle, laughing.
“You hear that?” he called out, giddy joy on his face. “She loves me.”
“We heard,” Tuck called back while Esme clapped and cheered.
He spun to a stop, holding her tight. “She loves me,” he said again, quietly, reverently, and laid his brow against hers.
“Jude?” Brynn asked.
“Yeah?”
“Were you always going to say yes to me taking pictures and videos of you at practice and in the gym?”
A faint smile curved his mouth. “Probably.”
“So you just gave me shit about it for fun?”
His smile grew. “I don’t think you should talk to Tuck anymore.”
“I already gave her my number,” Tuck informed him.
“You want to hang out here for a while?” Jude asked, ignoring his friend.
She shook her head. “I already saw a guy getting Scooby-Doo tattooed on his penis, so I’m good.”
His eyebrows rose at that, but all he said was, “Want to go home?”
“Yes, please.”
Jude looked at his friends. “You two want to meet us for dinner tonight?”
“You buying?” Tuck wanted to know.
Esme elbowed him. “We’d love to.”
Jude started walking backward, taking Brynn with him. “I’ll let you know where and when.”
“We’ll be there,” Esme promised, smiling, and gave Brynn a wave.