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“Marry me.”
Yeah. I did hear her right. Holy shit.
“Is that a question?” I ask.
“No.” She shakes her head, biting back her smile. “Marry me, Emmett.”
“Don’t tell me what to do.”
She laughs with me before I lean in and kiss her.

i'm crying I don't want this to be over

“Where’s Kenny?” Isaiah calls out. “Where’s my wife?”

👅👅👅

That was evident shortly after our last season ended when Miller gave birth to her and Kai’s daughter,Emmy.Reese came with me to the hospital to meet the newest addition to the family and when my daughter told me that her daughter was named after me...yeah, I was a fucking mess in the best way possible. I vividly remember looking over at Reese, who rarely gets emotional, to find her crying along with me.

One Year Later

dont do this to me

“A Few Months Later”

nuh uh im not ready

“You and me.” I slip my hand into her hair, gliding my thumb over her cheekbone. “And when we’re done here, who will be next? Who’s going to take over for you?”
She shrugs so casually, as if she doesn’t already have a plan. “Who knows, maybe Max will take an interest in baseball. Baseball is family, after all. We should keep it in ours, don’t you think?”

“Why would I break up with you? Emmett, I’m in love with you.”
“I was going to tell you first.”
A smile curves her lips. “Well, be quicker next time.”
“Don’t tell me what to do.”

“Reese,” Scott seethes. “What the hell are you doing?”
“Firing you.”

YESYESYES

“Yeah, I didn’t know you did weddings.” She pulls away, tilting her head as she looks up at me.
“Ever consider doing one as the groom?”
I huff a laugh. “Don’t tempt me, Remington.”

“What?” Kai laughs.Mills and I have never hooked up at work. Well
if we don’t count any of the road trips from that summer she was nannying for Max.”
“Yeah, for sure,” Kennedy adds.“Same here. No hookups at work. Definitely not”
“But also maybe don’t use the women’s restroom by the clubhouse”
“I knew it!”Reese bursts.“You two looked guilty as hell when I found you in there last year.”

“I don’t know if any of the other guys on the team are going to tell you, so I’ll be the one to say it. You two are hot together.”
“Jesus, Cody.” Travis shakes his head.
“What? It’s giving ‘power couple.’”
“It’s giving ‘he can bench your ass, and she can trade you.’”
“Exactly. Power couple. And they wouldn’t.”

“But you love your job.”
“Yeah, but I lo—” I stop myself.
“Oh shit.” She smacks me in the chest with the back of her hand. “You’re in love with her! Of course you are.”
There’s no use denying it, but I don’t confirm either.
“Have you told her?”
“Not yet.”
“Wow.” Miller drops her head back onto my arm. “She really is going to be my new mommy, isn’t she?"

“Reese was right. Miller does make a beautiful bride.”

we arent seeing the wedding are we

“What’s this?” There’s a playful edge to her question as she holds the bag up.
“Candy.”
“Since when are you into Reese’s Pieces?”
A shy smile pulls on my lips. “What can I say? They’re a new favorite.”

“You know what else you are? You’re a fucking boss, Reese. You don’t let other people come in here and make you question that. All of this is yours. I’m yours too. So remember who the fuck you are.”

“With his baseball hat still on, he flips the brim to the back”

AHHHH

“What does that me—”
“Hands on the desk.” Emmett comes up behind me, running a palm over my spine before pressing down on my neck. “Face too. I’m not taking it slow with you.”
I do as he says, folding in half and squeezing my thighs together at his commanding tone.
“Oh, no, no, no.” He nudges my feet apart with his own. “Don’t be shy now, baby. You started this.”

im out.

“You know that I respect you, right?”
I roll my eyes. “Yes. Of course I do.”
“Good. Remember that. Because it’s about to seem like I don’t.”

i just fainted

Lifting my chin defiantly, I look him square in the eye. “Prove it.”
He stops in his tracks, brows lifting. “What did you just say to me?”
“Prove it. Prove that I’m yours.”

im scared

My person.
My daughter’s words play on a loop again, but this time there’s no asking myself if that’s the correct label or not.
Because there’s not a doubt in my mind that Reese is my person.

Kai is the first to stand from the table and Kennedy follows him, but Isaiah and Miller are more hesitant to leave.
“Millie.”
“I’m your only child.”
“Exactly. I’m trying not to traumatize you. Please leave.”
“Sorry, Maxie.” I bend down on my haunches to give him a hug. “I wish you could stay but your aunt, uncle, and parents are being weirdos.”
He giggles. “Weirdos.”
“Right? I know.”

He nuzzles against me, so much wonder in his voice when he asks, “What the hell are you doing to me?”
I don’t hesitate. “Hopefully making you mine.”
“Is that what you want?”
“Yes. I’d really like to call you mine, Emmett.”
“That’s good.” He kisses me softly. “That’s really good, Reese, because I’ve been yours for quite some time already. I’m glad you finally realized.”

“There’s no going back after this,” he reminds me, watching for my reaction to the news.
“Good.” I lean up and press my mouth to his. “I only want to go forward with you.”

He grabs a pillow, ushering me to lift my head, smiling down at me as he tucks it underneath. “For my pillow princess.”

awh

“Please, baby,” he breathes against my mouth, rocking his body over mine. “Fucking please.”
“Em, are you begging?”
He breathes a laugh. “Yes. God, I need you, Reese.”

I get to work as well, reaching down to unfasten the buckle on my heels.
“Leave them on,” he says coolly. “I’ll be the one to do that.”

“Emmett,” she whispers, so clearly exhausted from overthinking all night. “I’m tired of fighting this.”
“Yeah, baby. Me too.” I drop my forehead to hers. “So, let’s stop fighting.”

AHHHH ITS HAPPENING

“I want you.”
It’s overwhelmingly surreal to hear that you’re wanted by a woman who doesn’t need anyone.
“Say that again.”
Her eyes narrow with confusion. “Which part?”
“The last part.”
“I want you.”
“That’s the one. That’s all that matters.”

She takes a few more turns, the route an ingrained path for her, until finally, she pulls up in front of a building.
Her building.
“Not that I’m complaining, but I thought you said you were taking me home?”
“I am. I just didn’t say when.”
She passes off her keys to the valet, and heads to the main entrance of the building, expecting me to follow.
And like a fucking dog, I do.

🤏🏼🤏🏼

I know she has a couple of cars and apparently one of them is a Porsche. And unsurprisingly, she looks fucking unreal in it.
“Need a ride?” she asks.
I hold up my phone to show her the screen. “Just called for one.”
The unmistakable click of the passenger door unlocking fills the silence between us.
“Cancel it. I’ll take you home.”