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She asked, “We?”
Jeremy and Georgie were my everything. I headed toward the hotel. “Do you need to get back to the airport?”
“No, my sister Olivia is watching Jeremy for the week.”
I drove, pressed the gas a little more and said, “Yeehaw.” And then winked at her and said, “So we get a honeymoon now?”
Her face had a cute blush on it. “If you want me to tag along.”
I roared the car into the hotel. “Sweetheart, let’s tell the team and get back to our room."
She laughed as I grabbed her bag from behind us and carried it into the hotel.
We passed the front desk, and I held her hand the whole way.
On the other end of the long circular rotunda of the lobby was the dining area where my friends sat. I walked toward them with Georgie, and we stood next to the table. “Guys, just came from meeting with the business suits.”
“So you're ditching us for New York?” Rodriguez asked.
There it was. I held my hand out to shake his as I said, “Seems y’all fall apart without me here, so I’ll stick around some more.”
Now that smile of his made me teary a little as he asked, “How long?”
“Ten fucking years, baby,” I said and man-hugged Rodgers.
Rodriquez nodded and showed off his dimples when he said, “Then you'd better bring your A-Game to tomorrow’s double-header.”
“I always play to win,” I said and then walked with Georgie out of the restaurant.
Winning included her, always. I’d almost lost her again, and I’d never do that a third time.
Ever.
She was my everything.
Chapter 19
Georgie
The week passed quickly,but flying first-class made the end of the week sweeter.
And the massage options at the hotels were divine. Seriously, when he was working, and I rested when I didn’t watch the games live, it was like a second part of heaven was in my life.
I don’t remember ever being happy by myself.
Not since we'd met. Now when he returned, he made the day complete.
It was like we were in the Bahamas and young again.
I’d been living in a bubble, but as we drove up to my driveway, the reverie of the past week was gone.
Inside, our son waited for us and the missing part of my life returned. I jumped out of the rental car and didn’t wait for Michael as I tossed the door open.
Michael followed with the bags. My son was wearing his headphones and sitting on the couch with his tablet. Michael joined me inside and Jeremy took them off his head and said, “Mom, Dad. You’re back.”
I glanced at Michael and his smile could light up a city street as he asked, “What did you just say?”
“I’m happy you're home?” Jeremy said it like he had no idea what was happening.
