Page 117 of Catching Our Moment
My head was on the desk. I couldn’t breathe. I wiped my eyes. This kid was killing me. Somehow, we went from my retirement, to him wanting me to procreate, to testicular torsion. I squeezed my legs together in an involuntary response.
Just then, Kelce sheepishly walked back into the room, being pulled by Aaron. Her face was several shades of red. “I am so sorry,” she mouthed. “Testicular torsion? Really, Aaron?”
He shrugged. “It’s a legitimate concern.”
TJ choked out, “Shaw, are you going to retire?
I pulled her to me and settled her on my lap, squeezing her gently to let her know it was okay. Aaron returned to his seat. I looked at TJ and said, “We’ll see. Like I said, when I know, Aaron will have the exclusive.”
Aaron stood next to me while I kissed Kelcie’s cheek. “It sounds like they have concerns about a few parts of my body,” I said. “I guess we’re going to have to have further discussion.”
Kelcie and I shared a secret smile.
We weren’t ready to admit that Aaron’s wish was already granted and that the soundness of my testes would be proven by the beginning of the season.
Maybe this was a good enough reason for this to be my last season. Kelcie had pulled me off the sidelines and into a future with her, handing me something more precious than a Super Bowl ring. I won the only thing I ever wanted—her love.
The End
