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“You…you mean that?”
I nod. “I don’t know if you’ve picked up on it or not, but I like everything about you, Poppy. Now let’s get to bed.”
She doesn’t bother putting clothes on as she climbs into her side of the bed. Settling myself behind her, I pull her back to my front and hold her the way I’ve been desperate to hold onto her from just moments ago when we were in the moment.
This time is different.
Everything with her is different.
“Good night, Dallas.”
“Good night, honey,” I say, pressing a kiss to the back of her head.
As my eyes fall closed, the last thing on my mind is how I could ever give this up if I go back to San Francisco.
CHAPTER 36
DO YOU NEED A TRAVEL BUDDY?
Dallas
“You have everything?” I ask Sage, looking at her through the rearview mirror.
She nods and remains looking down at her lap, not moving to unbuckle her seat belt.
“What’s wrong?”
She shrugs. “I’m sad that you’re going back to the city. Because I know it means we all may be going back to the city.”
I sigh. “I haven’t made a definite decision yet.”
“I wouldn’t be mad either way, Daddy. I would just be sad.”
My stomach has been in knots this entire drive to drop Sage off with April. I’m heading back to San Francisco tomorrow for my meeting with Clark and the rest of the board with my decision on what I want to do moving forward.
Not many people get the chance I was given.
In this industry, you’re let go without a passing glance.
I like to think it’s because of my relationship with Clark, and him being in my life for as long as I can remember. Everyone knew my situation, though. They knew I jumped into everything quickly after the accident. They knew baseball was what I needed to recover from that.
I guess I didn’t know then what I really needed was a break.
“One step at a time, remember?” I settle on because I don’t know what to tell my daughter right now.
She nods, finally unbuckling to get out of the SUV.
April stands, propped against her car, waiting for us. When she sees us round the hood of the car, she pushes off it and walks toward us. Her head is down, and my eyes narrow. She has this look in her eyes like something is up.
“Hey, baby.” She smiles wide for Sage, putting on a mask. “Ready for a fun weekend?”
“Yep,” Sage answers flatly.
April doesn’t push it with her, but she’s going to ask me about it in about three seconds after Sage gets in her car.
As soon as she does, she turns to face me, arms crossing her chest. “What’s wrong with her?”
“She’s upset about me going back to San Francisco. She has a feeling that we’re all going back.”
