Page 69 of Reckless With the Rookie
I wrinkle my nose.“I’m not getting anything out of it but killer sex, but it’s enough.”
He laughs, tipping his head back.“This is what falling in love with a smart-ass means, right?”
“Your ego is already above average.It’s my job to keep you in check.”
“And what’s my job?”
“What you just did.That’s your entire job.”
“I can manage that.”
I cup his stubbled cheek.“Seriously, though.I am so, so happy.Whatever happens with your contract, we’ll get through it.”
“I want you to meet my mom and Elin.”
I kiss him softly.“I would be honored.”
“I want to take you and the boys to Sweden to meet them when my season ends.We could make it into a vacation and do some fun things, too.”
My heart might burst with happiness.Every time I think he can’t possibly make me fall any harder for him, he finds a way.
“That would be incredible.But let’s not tell them until it’s closer because Coop will bounce off the walls over it every day.”
“He brings enthusiasm to every situation.”
“Ha.That’s diplomatic.”I move to the side.“I have your spunk running out of me, so if you’ll excuse me for just a second.”
I go into the bathroom and close the door, smiling.Jules for the win with the lingerie choice.We still have hours ahead of us, and I don’t think either of us plans to spend any of our time sleeping.
I want this to last.I want so badly for Magnus to be my forever.But no matter what happens, I know I did the right thing by giving him a chance.
He makes me feel beautiful and special.Jules has always been the beautiful one, but Magnus wantsme.He likes that I’m a mom, even though it means we can’t have much time alone together.
He’s proof that great men do exist.And instead of worrying about the future, I’m going to enjoy every minute I get with him.
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Magnus
Blair is holding on to my hand like she’s hanging off the edge of a cliff.Her nails feel a lot better digging into my skin during sex than they do now, but also, I get it.
Eli is spelling the word “ventricle,” and I know—I’m fucking certain—he’s trying to decide if the word ends in “-le” or “-al.”
The spelling bee was postponed because so many kids were out with the flu, so Eli had extra study time.He doesn’t love sports, but he’s smart.This is like a playoff game for him, and I can’t believe how invested I am in the outcome.
I’m mentally screaming the letterLat him.Blair’s holding my hand on one side and Jules’s on the other.Coach Turner is beside Jules, his daughter Chloe beside him.
Even Chloe’s doing prayer hands.I don’t think any of us are breathing.Eli pushes up his glasses and speaks into the microphone.
“Can I get a sentence, please?”
That means he’s really stuck.The pressure is on—if he spells this word correctly, he’ll win his school spelling bee.He’s been going back and forth with a girl in second grade, both of them vying to move on to the next round, which will have one student from each of thirty-five schools.
“The heart has two lower chambers called ventricles,” the woman giving the kids words to spell says into her microphone.
“V-E-N-T-R-I-C...”He clears his throat.“L-E.”
Blair finally exhales, her iron grip on my hand relaxing.
