We snack and talk, catching up on what happened over break. The two of us talked every day while we were apart, but I still missed this. Being with him and talking and laughing. Nothing can ever replace what it’s like to be with Troy in person.
Being surrounded by him is overwhelming in the best way.
I sigh happily, leaning into his side. “You know, next time, feed me and then sex.” I pop a gooey pizza roll into my mouth.
He presses a kiss to the crown of my head. “Noted. I will starve myself of sex if it keeps you happy.”
“I’m not asking you to do that.” I laugh. “But maybe next time we can get food on the way home from the airport.”
“Then don’t be so damn irresistible that I have to get you home immediately.”
“If this is what away games will be like, I need to prepare.”
Troy spins, stretching out across me on the bed with his head in my lap. “You being hungry, or me having to bring you food?”
I run my fingers through his thick, silky hair and rest the other hand on his abs. “More so being ready for whenever you come home.”
“If it means I’m coming home to you, I’m happy.”
I don’t know how we drifted into talk of the future. It makes me nervous, planning this way.
But I want to.
I want to make plans with Troy.
I only hope we get the chance to have those plans come to life.
Chapter Twenty-One
ANGIE
Troy
I’m glad it’s a home game tonight
Angie
I’ve missed going to your games. Away games suck
I miss not seeing you in the stands…like the hockey fan I turned you into
I’m a fan of yours
Nah, admit it. You like hockey
Ugh, fine! I like hockey
My life’s work is complete
Yeah, yeah
Will you be okay at the game? I know Harper isn’t going
I’ll be fine
You sure? I know dickmeister will be there
Will you level him for me?
