Here & Now
public, it’s never been a problem for me and the truth is, I kind of like getting him alone in a dark theatre where no one can really see. Some of our most heated moments have happened in those times and I’ve never once complained.
    I love making out with Dillon.
    “I don’t need a fancy dinner. I’m happier at home with you anyway.”
    “I know,” he sighs. “But I’m dating this fucking goddess and it’s about damn time I showed the world what they’re missing.”
    The second my cheeks start to heat, I feel the rumble of his chest again, this time in laughter. The way it feels, nothing can compare to it, but it brings my reason for coming to see him back around again. In a couple of months, if the surgery works the way the doctor is confident it will, it won’t just be me feeling him laugh anymore.
    I’m going to hear it. Hear him. His laugh, his sigh, everything.
    I’ve never wanted two weeks to fly by so much in my life.
    “Will you do it? Will you let me take you on a real date?”
    “Yes, but there’s only one flaw in your plan.”
    “Which is?”
    “I need to go shopping for a dress.”

Chapter Five
     
    Dillon
     
    I fucking hate monkey suits.
    Twice a year, I’m forced into these things, or at least I was before I graduated high school. When I was in pee-wee hockey, the awards dinners called for suit and tie so I went along with it easily. I was like eight. It’s not like I gave a shit at the time.
    When I entered high school and we had the awards dinners for football every year, the same damn thing happened. Out comes the monkey suit and into it went a very pissed off me.
    Between the heat level when I’m wearing one and the sweat that produces, to the way the tags always fucking itch, the only time I ever wanted to be wearing one of these things is when I’m dead.
    Tonight’s a different story. Tonight I’m gonna dress up in a suit and do it with a smile on my face. One I don’t have to fake because whenever I’m within a few feet of Cadence, all I wanna do is smile.
    I’m going to parade her around, showing the world I’m proud to be with her because it’s what she deserves. I wasn’t lying the other day when I called her a goddess, I meant every fucking word and I don’t care how much of a chump that makes me. My girl is everything.
    It was a bit of a struggle, but part of the money came through the night before the game. The first thing I tried to do when I found out was leave Kayden’s place, but neither him nor Belle were having any part of it. Apparently, they must have liked having me around because Kayden was pretty adamant that I stay until I had a place of my own locked down.
    The last place I wanted to end up is some seedy motel, so telling me to stay worked. It gave me more time to focus on what this night is going to mean for Caddy and me, and it also gave me time to focus on all the new plays Coach had me running during the week with practice.
    I had my head in the game and my heart in the night with Cadence. The night where I’m hoping to make every dream of hers come true.
    There’s this part of me that thinks I’m rushing shit. That even though we’ve been together for a year, this step, how huge it is for her even more than it is for me, needs to be more thought out.
    Then there’s the rest of me that just wants to wrap my hands around her, peel every piece of clothing from her body and spend the night making love to her in the way she deserves. Connect in a way that’s unique to us. Hearing my name as it escapes breathlessly, adapting to changes in her body as we move together, while at the same time having her hear me too.
    Something I’ll be able to give her by stripping away every layer of myself and handing it over. Giving myself over completely to her because there’s no one else in the world I trust more to be that open with than her.
    I want Cadence to own every part of me.
    If I was rushing this, I’d know. Every step I’ve taken with this

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