“You wish.”
She rolled her eyes and handed it to me. I opened the lid. Inside wasn’t jewelry. It was a tiny pair of baby cleats—green and blue just like mine. These were too small for J.
“We’re having another baby!” she shouted.
I pulled her close, kissing her like we weren’t in front of the cameras.
“We’re going to have to move up that wedding,” I told her.
“Fine with me. I’m already Mrs. Barnes.”
“I love you, Phileigh Barnes.”
“I love you, two-time MVP!”
As I stood there with my woman in one arm, my child in the other, another on the way, and my mama still crying beside me, I couldn’t help but be grateful Phileigh came my way. EverythingI never knew I needed came wrapped in faith, fate, and an unexpected pass I was lucky to have caught.
The End!