Winning included her, always. I’d almost lost her again, and I’d never do that a third time.
Ever.
She was my everything.
Chapter 19
Georgie
The week passed quickly, but flying first-class made the end of the week sweeter.
And the massage options at the hotels were divine. Seriously, when he was working, and I rested when I didn’t watch the games live, it was like a second part of heaven was in my life.
I don’t remember ever being happy by myself.
Not since we'd met. Now when he returned, he made the day complete.
It was like we were in the Bahamas and young again.
I’d been living in a bubble, but as we drove up to my driveway, the reverie of the past week was gone.
Inside, our son waited for us and the missing part of my life returned. I jumped out of the rental car and didn’t wait for Michael as I tossed the door open.
Michael followed with the bags. My son was wearing his headphones and sitting on the couch with his tablet. Michael joined me inside and Jeremy took them off his head and said, “Mom, Dad. You’re back.”
I glanced at Michael and his smile could light up a city street as he asked, “What did you just say?”
“I’m happy you're home?” Jeremy said it like he had no idea what was happening.
I knew I cried, and I didn’t care as I asked, “Did you just say 'Dad'?”
His eyebrows narrowed as he looked at me and asked, “Is that okay? I thought since we were a family, and you both had your honeymoon, that I’d like to call you Dad.”
Michael had a small tear in his eye as he nodded.
I swallowed and hugged him and then Michael, bringing them all together. Michael kissed his son’s head and as the hug ended, he said, “Yes. So, your mom and I talked.”
Jeremy stared at us with eyes open and unblinking. “And?”
I saw my sister coming down the stairs. She must be wanting to leave, but I stayed with Michael and told my son, “We’re going to wait till Christmas break but then we’re moving to my house in Tulsa.”
Olivia stood with her bag and Michael left my side to help her as Jeremy asked, “Does that mean I get two Christmas trees and double the presents?”
“Jeremy,” I said and crossed my arms.
No way was this move about him getting whatever he wanted.
His face turned red like mine when I blushed and he said, “I’m joking. I’m happy we’re a family. Will my grandparents come and visit again?”
“Yes, and your aunts, hopefully,” I said and stared at Olivia.
Olivia hugged Jeremy goodbye as she said, “Yeah.”
She started to leave but I called out, “One more thing.”
“What?” Olivia asked as she stood next to my son.
I stared more at my little sister as I said, “We’re going to fly to London for the New Year to see Stephanie and all of my sisters are invited.”
This hadn’t been planned, so they could all be busy.
Olivia stopped and said, “Wait. What?”
I took my sister’s hand and said, “I know you don’t get much time off because of school and I’m hoping you and whoever can come, will. We’ll pay your way.”
Olivia hugged me and said, “Thanks. I’ll be there. Happy you’re here, but I have to go. Call soon.”
Michael helped her to the car next to mine in the garage. I heard the doors open, and I waited till he and Jeremy came back. My son immediately picked up his tablet again.
I heard the doors close, and Michael came back, hugged me, and said, “Now it’s just the three of us.”
“Two. I have homework to do, Dad.” Jeremy showed us the audiobook he’d been listening to on phonetics.
Michael called out, “Want to toss the ball later?”
Jeremy’s face was glowing when he stared back into his father’s blue eyes and said, “Sure, Dad. When do you go to your next game?”
Michael’s chin fell as he said, “Tuesday. Baseball season is back and forth, but at least when you’re in Tulsa, I’ll get to come home to you and your mom.”
“Bye, Dad,” Jeremy said and took to the stairs.
Michael kissed my cheek and said, “He called me 'Dad'.”
“You were so good with him.” I squeezed his chin to get him to look at me and not let me go.
“I want to be a good dad.” His phone rang at that moment. He showed me the caller ID and said, “Phil, is the deal final?”
He put the call on speaker, so I heard Phil. “I’ll need you to sign the new contract today.”
“What?” he asked. “We already told the team and my son that we’re staying.”
“You are. But I got you the thirty million. You need to sign today.”
Michael gave himself a fist pump and beamed at me. “Send—”
The door rang. I opened it and let in a courier with a package of papers. Michael laughed and said, “Wait here, kid.”
He opened the package and pulled out the contract. I went to the kitchen and found a pen in the drawer. He was reading it as I handed it to him, and he pointed to the number.
I patted him on the back as he signed. He put the papers back and said, “Phil, the papers are on their way.”
I walked the young man out and handed him a tip. It was cold outside. As I closed the door, I gave my husband a flirty smile and flexed my shoulder while I pointed to the steps.
“Got to go, Phil,” he said. He hung up and, clearly, understood my drift as he cupped my ass.
I laughed and said, “I didn’t expect for us to be alone.”
“I didn’t either, if I’m being honest.” He said and took full advantage of my neck. “Congrats.”
If I wasn’t careful, I’d have a hickey, but for once I didn’t want to be careful.
My life was pretty awesome now. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he asked me, “So what do you think we
