The camera pans back to us and this time, when I go to kiss Alice, she throws a hand up. My lips meet her palm as she sips from her beer.
“Ouch.”
If possible, the cheers get even louder, the crowd enjoying my embarrassment.
“You deserve it.”
“You know all of myrealkisses are for you, Froggie.”
Pulling her close, I seal my lips over hers. This one is for no one but us.
When I pull away, she follows, wanting more.
“Mmm,” she whispers.
Her eyes are closed, face pink from the sun beating down on us.
“Does that make up for it?” I ask, pecking her once again before turning my attention to the game that’s resumed play.
“No.”
“Really?” I grab her drink and sip from it. “Why not?”
“Because now I want more and that definitely won’t be happening.”
“You mean you don’t want a quickie in the bathroom?” I waggle my brows at her.
“Stop it. That won’t be happening.Ever.”
“Never say never, Froggie.”
The rest of the afternoon goes by in haze of drinks, kissing Alice whenever I can, and people wanting to take pictures with the Cup as we make our way out of the ballpark.
“I don’t think I’ve ever been more peopled out in my life,” I say, collapsing on the couch.
“Really? You?”
Alice leans over the couch, hair curtaining around us.
“Everyone has their limits.”
“Well, since we still have a few hours with the Cup, can we do one more thing?”
“Whatever you want, Froggie.”
“Close your eyes.”
The sounds of cabinets opening and closing bang around in my head. A happy buzz floats through my veins.
Today was the perfect day. Could I have done something bigger and better? Maybe. But I don’t care. Getting to spend it with my favorite person was all I needed.
“Okay. Open your eyes.”
Alice is holding the Cup, albeit awkwardly since it’s so big. Fresh blooms sit in the bowl of it. Flowers I recognize well.
“It’s my flower.”
“I know it’s cheesy?—”
