“I’m going to go find someone that I don’t have to be in love with tonight.” Bode laughs, heading toward the bar where a group of women are standing.
“Seriously. He needs to keep it in his pants. I’m surprised it hasn’t fallen off.” Marcus is shaking his head at him.
“And on that note, I’m heading back to the hotel. I’m wiped.” Dax drops his empty glass on the table in front of him. “It was good seeing you, Strawberry.”
“I’ll go with you.” Marcus drains the last of his drink.
“Yeah. You too.” I give Dax a quick hug as he and Marcus head out. “See you back in Nashville.”
“Hold up. I don’t want to be left with these two.” Jasper gives us a quick wave and follows the guys out.
It’s just the two of us.
Well, the two of us and our families and the guys from the Black Diamonds. They’ve been at their own tables just to the right of us.
Our group is taking up the majority of the back room of the bar. It’s weird to see so many people I love back here.
My dad and his friends.
The guys from my old team.
The guys from my new team.
Graham.
He is the most important person here.
Everything about this night has been damn near perfect.
“What’s this I hear about you heading back to Nashville?” Mom asks.
My mom and Frankie take the now vacated seats across from us, with Piper taking the empty one beside me.
“It’s about damn time.” Piper laughs. “I don’t need to be losing any more bets.”
“You bet your brother?” Graham asks.
Piper nods. “That the Black Diamonds would win.”
“Ouch. I don’t feel bad for you buying the drinks then.”
Piper waves him off. “Yeah, yeah. I guess it was a good win.”
“I feel betrayed.” Cash pops up next to her. “See if I get you another drink.”
He walks off to the bar and Piper follows him, a big smile on her face.
“Do you think they know they’re ignoring our question?” Frankie asks.
“Mom. Really?” Graham groans.
I snort a laugh. Having been around each other for so many years, it seems like our parents have merged into one person. They all are always thinking the same thing, it seems.
The best ways to fuss over their children.
“So you are going home to Nashville?” Mom asks.
Home. That word sounds so good. Looking at Graham, I answer, “Yeah, I am.”
