Page 152 of Tight Ends & Tiaras
“Really? That would be wonderful.”
“Have you taken one of her classes?” I ask. “I have to warn you—she’ll put you through your paces. But it’s one of the best workouts I’ve ever had, and I’m a D1 athlete. It’s so good I told her she should put it on an app, maybe with different meditations people can choose from.”
He leans forward. “An app, you say?”
Sienna laughs. “Oh, God, you said the magic word.”
The three of us toss out ideas, and after a few minutes, Sienna gets out her phone and starts taking notes.
I tap on the table. “We could film you at your yoga studio. Edit everything down to the individual moves that people could mix and match, depending on what kind of workout they want.”
“I love that idea,” she says, her thumbs flying on the screen.
I cut up a waffle into Lily-sized bites and feed my daughter as Sienna chats quietly with her father. My kid has syrup smeared all over her face, but she’s smiling and happy.
“You want one more bite, peanut?”
Lily pats her chest. “All the bites.”
I chuckle, and I’m struck once again by how grateful I am she came into my life.
After we finish eating, I can’t help but ask Alex the question I’ve been dying to since we sat down. “Did you know that Sienna and I used to date when I sat across from you last night?”
“Of course.”
I nod slowly, feeling like a dumbass. “You look different than you did on Time magazine.”
“I get that a lot. But I’m sorry I didn’t properly introduce myself last night. I guess I wanted to get a feel for the man who told Melvin he loved my daughter.”
Makes sense. Yeah.
“Pretty slick, man. I’m taking notes for when my kid starts to date.” I wipe Lily down since her hands are covered in syrup.
He chuckles.
Sienna bumps me with her shoulder. “You told Melvin you loved me before you told me?”
I glance at her and then back to her father. Then back to her. “Do you really want to discuss it with your father at the breakfast table?”
She snickers. “I love how you’re blushing right now.”
“I’m not blushing. It’s hot in here. And yes, I might have mentioned it to Melvin when he looked like he wanted to beat the crap out of me because of photos Janelle took of me when I was asleep.”
“Aww.” She turns my face to her and kisses me.
I kiss her back until someone coughs.
Right. Her dad. Who suddenly doesn’t look so friendly anymore.
“Sorry, sir. Yes, I love your daughter.”
He crosses his arms over his chest. “You know you’re not getting a penny of her trust fund, right?”
“Dad!”
I laugh with a shrug. “I don’t care about her money. If we get married someday, I’ll sign whatever prenup you want me to.”
Damn. Did I just bring up marriage?
Once the shock of that idea settles, it feels right.
They say when you meet the right woman, you just know.
I glance over at Sienna, who’s beaming a huge smile at me. “Love you, sunshine.”
Oh, yeah, I’m gonna marry this girl someday.
