Page 248 of Iced Up Love: Part Two
She blinks.
“A wedding?”
“A ceremony,” he clarifies. “But also a commitment ceremony.”
His gaze flicks to me.
“For all of us.”
The room stills slightly.
“At the same time,” he continues, “Zach and I give you rings. You give us rings. It might not be legal, but to everyone else, and to us, it’s the same thing.”
Something settles in my chest. Deep. Unexpected. Right.
Lia’s eyes fill.
“I love that,” she says, her voice soft, emotional in a way that hits harder than anything else today. “I really love that.”
And I realize, I do too.
More than I expected. More than I knew I would. Because it’s not about legality. It’s about claiming.
It’s about standing beside her and saying this is mine, this is ours, this is real.
I glance at Elijah, waiting. Because if anyone pushes back, it will be him. But he doesn’t. He nods once.
“I’m fine with that.”
Jackson raises a brow slightly.
“That’s it?”
Elijah shrugs.
“If you think I haven’t accepted what this is,” he says calmly, “then you’re underestimating me.”
No tension.
No fight.
Just truth.
“I know you both love her,” he adds. “And I know she loves you.”
Something shifts again. Quieter this time. But just as important. I lean forward slightly.
“There’s something I need to say too.”
They all look at me.
“Now that we’ve lost this game… we’re out of playoff contention.”
Jackson nods once.
“We are.”
I take a breath.
