“At this point, I guess.”
Of course, if she qualifies, then it’d be more races. Press. Events.
“Jesus, Logan. Grow a pair and just go with her. It’s not like you’re committing to marriage,” Peter huffs out.
“Good to know where you stand on marriage,” Nash tells him.
“Not with you,” he tries to correct.
“When are you two going to get married?” Blake waves a finger between the two of them.
Now both of them look stunned.
The night carries on like usual with us. A hockey game—the Colorado Black Diamonds—is on in the background. No one is paying attention as we’re all arguing or talking about something.
None of us notice how late it is until Ivy comes in the house, a sleeping Willow in her arms.
“I thought you weren’t going to be home for another hour.” Mason jumps up, pulling her into a hug.
“The snow is picking up, so we left early. Besides, Willow fell asleep during the movie. Too much ice cream.”
“Need me to put her down?”
She shakes her head. “I’ve got her. Have fun with your brothers.”
They share a look. And when Mason turns back to us, his expression tells us it’s time to get going.
“Alright. I love you guys, but time to go.”
“I guess that means my wife should be at home too.”
“Gross, Blake,” Peter tells him.
“What?” He throws his hands up in defense. “I haven’t seen her all day.”
“Seriously. That’s our sister.”
“I didn’t say anything. I don’t know how I put up with you guys.”
Peter and Nash give Blake grief as they head out to their cars.
“You okay?” Mason stops me before I can leave.
“I don’t know.”
“Even if she leaves, you’ll be okay. You survived. You’ve been through hell and come out on the other side.”
Out of all my siblings, Mason was the one to take my injury the hardest. He regrets not being there. Not seeing it sooner. The thing that no one could have predicted happening.
But what if I’m meant for more than just surviving? I want my life back.
It’s hard to imagine what that life looks like. The life I had before my injury is gone. For the last twenty-one months, it’s been nothing but surgeries and rehab. Focusing on building my strength in my leg so I can get back to the one thing I love more than anything else in the world.
Football.
It just might not be enough anymore.
All thanks to Audrey.
