“What?”
“The heart he made with his hands at the game. That was you!”
I grin, feeling my cheeks burn.
“You know…” She peeks over at me and smiles. “We’ve sort of all told our stories about how we bagged the big, bad football players. Tough, but they’re all ooey gooey inside for us.”
“Well, count me in for bedazzle night. I just have to get a jersey.”
“Levi will grab you one.”
“Levi will grab her what?”
I spin around to find Levi walking toward me. He leans over, pecking me on the cheek, and hands me a small bouquet of lilacs. “Hi, beautiful.”
“What are you doing here?”
“You thought I was going to miss your appointment?”
A nurse comes out in white-and-pink scrubs, holding the door open with her foot. “Tabitha?”
Levi turns to Raeann. “Do you mind if I take this one?”
Raeann grins. She reaches out to grab the bouquet from my hands. “You got it. I’ll be right here.”
Levi places his hand on the small of my back and leads me toward the nurse. I can’t stop staring at him, and his lip tugs upward like he knows.
We’re led to a sterile exam room. The posters on the walls are all about burns and skin grafts. One shows the progression of a burn healing.
I sit on the exam table while Levi grabs the only other chair in the room. The nurse proceeds to ask me questions about my progress so she can prep the doctor before she comes in.
When she leaves, I peer over at Levi. “I can’t believe you came. I only mentioned it in passing.”
“I told you I wanted to be here for you, and I meant it.”
A warmth spreads through my chest. “Aren’t you supposed to be at practice?”
“I got a pass for today.”
“I’m glad.”
Levi grins. “Stop looking at me like that, or your doctor is going to be walking in on something.”
I shake my head. “Hey, I need a jersey. Your jersey,” I say, to be exact.
“The bedazzle party. Yeah, it’s covered. It’s on your bed.”
“Really?”
“You act so surprised.”
I shrug. “You’re already out-boyfriending my other boyfriends.”
“You mean your past boyfriends, right? I’d hate to go to prison for murder when I have a bright future ahead of me.”
“Yes, my past boyfriends.”
I’m about to bring up his dating show when my doctor walks in. Levi changes attitude immediately. He sits up straighter, and when I introduce him, he shakes hands with the doctor. “Heronlyboyfriend,” he says, as if I conveniently left that part out.
