Page 58 of Penalty Box
“No you haven’t.” She tipped her head at the field causing her red ponytail to sway. “Finn told me you’ve been pretty occupied with pretty boy out there.”
Miriam blushed and turned to the field just in time to see Silas running by. He turned and winked at her.
She was going to kill him. They were playing a really good team that night, so there wasn’t any time to make faces at his girlfriend. She smacked her hand against the board. “Keep your eye on the ball, Jenkins!”
Emmeline giggled beside her. “Just like old times.”
Miriam smiled as she continued to watch both teams struggle to keep possession of the ball. It wasn’tjustlike old times.
Silas and Miriam had spent several hours talking about their relationship the night she’d run into him at City Bar. They’d both made some mistakes, some more grievous than others, but neither one of them was willing to give up on their relationship. They’d both promised they would communicate better and not rush to conclusions. They’d made it through some really trying times, and they were stronger because of it.
Their relationship wouldn’t be perfect because they weren’t perfect. But that didn’t mean they weren’t perfect for each other.
“Goal!”
Emmeline elbowed her. “You were so busy daydreaming that you missed your boy get that shot.”
“It’s okay. I’ll pull it up online and watch it.” She winked at Emmeline. “Just don’t tell Silas.”
“Speak of the devil,” Emmeline mumbled.
Miriam turned just in time to see Silas running over. He quickly kissed her cheek, since Greg would flip his lid with anything more than that, before he joined the rest of the players celebrating together in the middle of the field.
Emmeline laughed. “Like I said, just like old times.”
Miriam touched her fingers to her cheek. No, it wasn’t just like old times.
It was better.
