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The guys line up again. Knox calls the play, and I see it. The moment Reid breaks loose, he launches into the air and catches the throw, then dives into the endzone.
“Touchdown Rampage!” the announcer calls out.
Our suite erupts with cheers, and my heart is fuller than it’s ever been as I watch my man doing what he loves. Not to mention he’s damn good at it, too.
Hank Martin, our kicker, lines up. We’re all holding our breath as the ball is hiked, and Hank gives it all he’s got. It goes soaring through the air, right through the uprights.
“The Rampage wins! For the third year in a row, the Nashville Rampage takes home the league championship!” the announcer bellows.
I don’t realize that I’m crying until my mom pulls me into a hug and steps back, wiping at my tears. Her eyes are also glassy, as are every other eye in this suite.
Sam, Reid’s dad, comes over to me and wraps his arm around my shoulders. “Let’s get you down to see your man.”
“Oh, I’m okay,” I assure him.
“Yeah, well, my son made me promise to be your protection as you make your way down to the field. Something about precious cargo.” He winks.
“Funny, me too,” Cliff says, stepping to my other side.
“Um, I think he got to all of us.” Ridge, Knox’s dad, laughs.
“I feel like I have my own personal army of bodyguards. I’m pregnant, not in danger.” I chuckle.
“He’s just worried about you and the baby,” Corie defends him.
“Let the man fuss,” Paula, Reid’s mom, tells me.
“Thank you all for being here for us. For him,” I say, getting choked up. It’s still sometimes hard for me to believe that this is my life.
“That’s what families are for.” Sam winks as we make our way out of the suite.
It’s evident why Reid wanted them next to me. The crowd is thick, and having an army of men around me, pushing through the crowd, definitely helps. The ladies are in the center, while all the men surround us.
“There’s Daddy,” I hear Jared, Baker’s dad, tell his grandson behind us.
My eyes scan the crowd for Reid, but I’m too short. Finally, I see him at the same time he spots us. He moves with purpose, heading our way, and he doesn't bother to stop and talk to anyone. When he reaches me, he hugs me tightly before dropping to his knees and kissing my belly. I run my fingers through his sweaty hair, not having a single care. He glances up at me with wet eyes and so much love.
I watch as he holds his hand out for his dad, who places a small box into it. We’re starting to gain attention, but I ignore everyone but the man kneeling before me.
My man.
“Bellamy Warner, I love you.” His voice is loud, even with the crowd, or maybe it’s just that we’re so in tune it feels that way to me. It’s hard to tell.
“I love you,” I tell him.
He grins. “When I met you, I didn’t know that my entire world would be flipped upside down. I was out of bounds, trying to find my route, but I knew that for you, I would learn the play. This little one, she’s our audible, and I want a lifetime of audibles with you. Bell, baby, will you do me the incredible honor of being my wife? Will you marry me?”
I’m nodding as my vision blurs. “Yes. Yes, I’ll marry you.”
Reid climbs to his feet and kisses me like no one’s watching. This man, he’s my heart and soul, and I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us.
Epilogue Reid
Reid
Six Weeks Later
My eyes won’t stop leaking. Seriously, it’s an issue because my wife and our newborn baby girl are blurry, and they should only be seen with vibrancy. I guess that’s what happens when you become a dad.
