“Yours? When you hadn’t even had me?”
“Well, I have now. And you’re mine.” Forrest kissed her nose. “I know you’re done with possessive guys, but would you be okay with me? I know I’m more than twenty years older than you, but I want to make you as happy as I can. I know I can do that.”
“I…I don’t know what to say.” Chrissie looked dazed. “I didn’t think I’d be hearing you say that.”
“Well, let this one sink in.” Forrest kissed her. “I’m in love with you. It’s why I kept my distance. I knew something had changed, but it wasn’t until you admitted to me that you desired me that I let how I feel come out properly. Now I’ve tasted you, I feel possessive. And I don’t want to let you go. Will you allow me to stay possessive?”
For a second, he thought Chrissie was going to remain silent. Then he saw another tear falling, and he began to panic.
“I’m so sorry, Chrissie. I didn’t mean to make you cry.”
“It’s fine. I’m not upset.” Chrissie smiled. “I’m actually happy.”
“You are?”
“Even with what’s just happened, hearing you say all that made me happy.” Chrissie tugged his head down and kissed him. “I’ve been in love with you for a long time. All I ever wanted was for you to return the favor. If I’d known all it would take was for me to offer my body to you, then I would have done it sooner.”
She loved him. And Forrest felt about ten feet tall. Groaning, he hugged her.
“I’m glad you did now. Although this isn’t the right timing.”
“I don’t think any time would have been right. But at least Dad isn’t breathing down our necks.” Chrissie giggled. “Although I can see him coming towards the car right now.”
Forrest didn’t need to look around to know that she was right. He pulled back and gently kissed her forehead.
“I think after what happened, you will be allowed to go home to recover. I can get my assistants to take practice, so how about you and I recover at my place?”
“Your place?”
“Unless you want to relax with your dad in the house wanting to ask questions.”
“I doubt he will do that.” Chrissie touched his face. “Let me have a bit of time with him. We have to deal with what we found out. Then once that’s done, I’ll be yours for however long you want.”
“Fine by me.” Forrest smiled. “How long were you thinking?”
“As long as you’re willing to put up with me.”
“Fifty years?”
Chrissie giggled, and leaned in to kiss me.
“I accept the challenge, Coach.”