The Game Changer The Final Score - By L.M. Trio Page 0,76
the remote to her would make her put on something that I like; I would have done it years ago. We watch the highlights of today’s games.
“Who do you like today?” she asks.
“Uh… I like the Redskins, ‘cause I’d take anyone over the Cowboys.” I laugh. When you’re an Eagles’ fan, you like any team that’s versus the Cowboys, no matter who it is. “… and I like the Patriots, ‘cause you gotta go with Brady on Thanksgiving, but whatever, I just enjoy the games.”
“Do you miss playing when you’re in off season?”
“I always miss playin’ when I’m away from it for too long, but it’s okay havin’ a little break. It was a long season.”
“Do you like flying and going all over the place to play?”
“I like seeing all the different cities and playing in the stadiums that we grew up watching; it’s cool.”
“I’ll bet.”
“I’ll take you with me sometime… better yet…” and then I just have to go and open up my big mouth because everyone knows I can never be that nice for too long. “…once you graduate, you can come with me. I’ll put ya up. You won’t have to work.” I laugh.
“Nice, so I’ll be a kept woman?” she asks sarcastically.
“Well, not like that, but let’s be honest… you major in Cheerleading. What the hell are you gonna do when you graduate, cheer for the Eagles or the Tampa Bay Buccaneers? You’ll only get a couple of years out of that and then you’ll be too old.”
“First of all, asshole, I am not a Cheerleading major. My major is Public Relations! Are you freakin’ kidding me? You thought I was going to school for cheerleading?” She’s pissed.
I’m laughing hysterically. “What the hell do I know? That’s even better. You’re hired. I’ll have my own personal PR person. That’s what you had in mind all along, isn’t it?” I tease.
“Oh God, you are unbelievable! Yeah, that’s exactly what I had in mind, to follow you around and be your personal PR person so I can come up with some bullshit every time you do something asinine! God bless the person that’s stuck with that job!” she says sarcastically as she pulls away.
I tighten my arm around her so that she can’t get away. “Ah, c’mon, I’m just playin’ with you. What’s better than to have the girl I trust the most in the world on my side.” I kiss the top of her head.
“You’re still an ass,” she says as she submissively rests her head against my chest once again.
Chapter 19
(Luke)
It was nice to visit home, but we’re both anxious to get back to the Florida weather and planning our future. We have a lot to do in a short amount of time. We arrive home late Sunday night and JJ has class Monday morning.
Immediately following her last class, I pick her up on my bike. I still have one major surprise left for her. She has no clue where we are going as I speed down the highway towards St. Pete’s. I turn into the residential neighborhood, following alongside the canal before finally coming to rest at the end of the private tree-lined street.
“Oh, I like this. Where are we?” she asks, removing her helmet.
“It’s a nice neighborhood, right?” I ask for her approval as I lead her by the hand up the driveway.
“Really nice. What are we doing?”
“You’ll see.” I open the front door and lead her to the living room. “Well?”
“Luke, I don’t get it? Whose house is this?”
“Ours,” I answer, wrapping my arms around her waist.
“What? When? How?” she asks all at once, excited as she twists out of my arms and off to explore.
I follow behind, overjoyed by her reaction. “It’s ours. I bought it for us a long time ago. I was going to surprise you when you moved out here.” She goes from room to room, checking it out. “At the time, I had gotten it for a really good price. It needs a ton of work, but I figured while you were living in the dorm we could take our time and fix it just the way we wanted it to be.”
“I love it. It’s great. Why didn’t you tell me about it before?”
“I wanted to wait until you agreed to marry me,” I tease. “Honestly, I didn’t know I still owned it until a few days before I left for Arizona.” She looks at me quizzically. “I told Mikey to sell it. I told him I didn’t