Eligible Receiver (Men of Fall #3)- S.R. Grey Page 0,30
she takes my hand. “This all feels so incredibly right, doesn’t it?”
“It sure does, Becca.” I release a breath. “It sure does.”
Making Dreams Come True
When Lars and I return to Columbus, life is better than ever. Nothing changes in terms of our expressed love and upgraded relationship status from our time up at The Love Nest. I initially worried that perhaps reality would creep in and alter our perspective. But it hasn’t. If anything, our relationship has grown stronger every day. Lars and I spend so much time together and get along beautifully.
One afternoon while Jodi and I are at our shop, catching up on work while seated at our desks, I notice her peering over at me.
She’s smiling like crazy.
“What’s up?” I ask. “Are you losing it or something?”
“Ha.” She snorts. “I’m fine. If anyone is losing it, it’s you.”
Perplexed, I ask, “Wait. How do you mean?”
“You are clearly, completely lost in love with Lars.”
“I can’t argue that,” I admit. “Guilty as charged.”
My confirmation has Jodi practically bouncing in her chair.
“Yes!” She pumps her fist in the air. “You’ve finally found the love you deserve. I am so freaking happy for you, Becs. That’s why I’ve been smiling over at you. Ooh, and I must tell you, Caleb is freaking thrilled for you guys too.”
I laugh. “I knew you’d be happy. I told Lars as much. You and Caleb called it. You two always thought we’d be a good match. That’s why you set us up on that double date in the first place.”
“True. But we had no clue you’d already met Lars. And—” She grins over at me mischievously. “—you’d totally made out with him.”
Coyly, I remark, “And now we’ve done sooo much more than that.”
“Ooh, speaking of which…” Jodi rubs her hands together evilly. “We haven’t had much time to talk. And I need details! You’ve been keeping the goods all to yourself. So tell me. How is that hot hunk of man in the sack?”
My eyes widen. “You are so bad. Hot hunk of a man, huh? Don’t worry, I won’t tell Caleb you just called his friend and teammate that. But for the record, Lars is ahhhh-mazing in bed. He has a lot of, uh, stamina, shall we say. I swear the man can go all night.”
Smiling like she’s in on the secret, Jodi says, “I know, right? Football players do seem to have a lot of endurance… and skill.”
I shrug. “Maybe. But I think we just got good ones.”
“Yeah,” she concedes, “you’re probably right. Dumbo, the worst quarterback in the world, was a real loser. I bet he sucked in bed.”
Dumbo, aka Dan, was once the Comets’ quarterback. For a multitude of reasons, he’s long gone from Columbus. Good thing too, as he was not only a terrible QB but an even more awful person.
“Ugh, enough about him,” I say. “But I do have a question.”
“Yes?”
“Regarding the quarterback situation, what’s going on with the search for a new one? Lars mentioned something about an interest in some guy named Graham Tettersaw. Has Caleb heard anything about him?”
Shaking her head, Jodi says, “Not a whole lot, no. The team seems to be keeping things on the down low for now. Still, Caleb heard a rumor that the Comets started talking to Tettersaw’s agent. He heard if all goes well, Graham may be coming into town for mini-camp next month.”
“Wow,” I marvel. “I can’t believe it’s almost May.”
“Yeah, our guys are about to get real busy, real soon.”
“That makes me a little sad,” I admit. “I kind of like having Lars all to myself.”
Jodi reminds me that our wedding planning business is also picking up, so we’ll be busy too.
“We’re entering prime wedding season now,” she states with a flourish of the pen she just picked up.
“True,” I agree.
Though I’m thrilled I’ll have many things to occupy my time, I’m sad there’s about to be a big change in my life with Lars. We spend so much time together. I’m always at his place or he’s at mine, and when we’re not hanging out, we’re running around town having fun.
Lars really has stuck by what he told me at The Love Nest—he’s been trying really hard to make all of my dreams come true.
I do the same for him too.
But now I’m afraid things will change and our balance will be upset.
Later that night, I share my fears with Lars.
We’re in his bed, which, though it’s not heart-shaped, has seen just as much action lately as