I snicker. “Shit, I guess I did!”
“God, that makes this even better.”
We hug for what feels like hours before we pull away from each other. Noah picks me up into his arms and carries me down the hall.
“Where are we going?” I ask him.
“To bed, to show you how much I adore you. My fiancée deserves a love down.”
“Fiancée,” I gush, nuzzling into him. “I love that.”
He presses his hand against mine, tapping our rings. “Yeah, just wait until I start calling you my wife.”
My eyes light up. “I’ll be Mrs. Audrey Benson.”
He groans against my ear. “Yes, Auddie Girl. You’ll be Mrs. Benson.”
“And you’ll be my husband.”
Noah kisses me long and hard before asking, “Can we get married tomorrow?”
I let out a long laugh, tugging on his dress shirt. “No, I’m pretty sure you have a tradition to uphold with my brother tomorrow."
Noah chuckles, shaking his head. "Right. I guess I can ask him to be my best man tomorrow then."
Noah
Two Days Later
This is it. The thing I’ve dreamt of my entire life.
I can’t block out the cheering for once. It’s too loud. And it’s all for my team.
It’s for me.
I run like my life depends on it, shutting out the view of the crowd, diving into home plate as the stadium erupts in cheers.
We won.
My home run just won us the World Series.
Everyone is running towards me but I don’t care. I see her standing, leaning over the railing cheering, her engagement ring glistening in the sun. And it makes it clear that I could win the World Series every year for the rest of my life and the trophy would never compare to the smile on her face right now. I run past my teammates, heading straight to her.
They call out to me as I move, but I don’t hear them.
“Noah, what are you doing?” Audrey squeaks as I jump up into the crowd with her.
I don’t answer her with words, leaning down to kiss her hard.
The cheers in the crowd are still loud and people are whistling at the two of us, but I don’t care.
“Go get your trophy!” She giggles when I pull away from her.
“I already did.” I smirk.
“Noah Benson, stop being a cheeseball for five minutes here, you earned this win. Go celebrate it!”
I kiss her a few more times before hopping back over the divider, shouting, “I LOVE YOU, AUDREY MENDEZ!”
