Page 134 of Home Field Advantage
“Can I come have some fun, too?” Tucker asks.
“Read the room, Tucker,” Griffin deadpans.
“We’re not in a room.”
“I can’t stand you.” Griffin shakes his head, gripping both of his shoulders to guide him to where his truck is parked. Lily barks out a laugh as she grabs her things, following them to the cars, leaving the three of us still standing on the field.
Nan stays back for a moment longer, looking back and forth between Poppy and me. Then a soft smile graces her lips before she tips her chin and follows everyone else.
“You’re welcome to come over if you want,” Poppy says softly.
I lean down, close enough so that only she hears me. “Are you sure? It’s kind of last minute, and Sage will be fine if we can’t. She gets over things pretty quickly.”
“I’m sure, Dallas.”
She takes Sage’s hand in hers, and I watch as they walk to where we’re parked. A piece of my heart, and the missing piece of the puzzle I didn’t even know I was missing, walk hand in hand together.
CHAPTER 34
I’VE NEVER DONE THAT BEFORE.
Poppy
Lily
Have fun on your date tonight!
Blair
Oh my god, that’s tonight? Have the best time ever.
Thank you. I don’t know why I’m so nervous.
Lily
Don’t be. It’s going to be perfect. You deserve that.
Change used to scare me.
It used to be so debilitating that it would send me into a spiral of thoughts, making me feel on edge and out of control.
But in just one week, everything has changed.
I’ve found a new normal with both Dallas and Sage. A routine that I actually look forward to. One night, Sage came over and helped me with the baseball puzzle that Dallas got me while we ate cotton candy ice cream on the couch. Another night, Dallas showed up to drop offflowers, nothing more, but ended up staying for hours. We talked, laughed, and ended up in my bedroom having explosive sex. The night after that, Griffin invited me over for dinner, only to also invite Dallas and Sage. It’s not out of the ordinary since we’ve all had dinner at his house before with everyone.
What makes me feel comfortable around it all is that Dallas looks out for my needs, not just in the bedroom, but in all aspects of life. He doesn’t want to ruin whatever routine I have. He never once judges me for the lists I have lying around my house, or that I’m constantly wiping down my kitchen counters, even if we don’t eat on them. He understands me in a way I didn’t think someone ever could.
So abandoning my plans for a Friday night to have a picnic by the lake with him doesn’t make me feel like I’m stepping away from my normal.
Dallas has turned into a part of my normal.
More and more, I’ve been thinking about the future, though.
There’s no doubt I’m falling for Dallas Westbrook. I’m in deep, and the crippling fear of him going back to the city is enough to make me lose sleep some nights. It’s not something I like to think about, but he cares about me. I know he does. So there’s a new voice in the back of my head telling me he’s not doing all of this if it’s a temporary fling to get him by while he’s here.
The knock on the door pulls me from any other thoughts.
Opening it, I find Dallas standing there wearing a pair of jeans and a red long-sleeved T-shirt rolled up to his elbows, exposing his forearms that make me weak. His eyes trail me as he takes in the knee-length spring dress I settled on, pairing it with a cardigan for when the sun starts to set over the mountains.
