“It’s scary,” she admits, and I glance over at her with a frown. “I mean, I’m sure it’s scary. The not knowing. The uncertainty of it all. Being in a relationship but unsure if it’s really going to work. Especially when things are going to change for you soon.”
“It’s going to work for Jo Jo and me, no matter what changes.” The words fall from my lips as if I have no control over myself.
“It’s the real deal, huh?”
“She is the real deal.” I remember what Cam said to me a while ago, when everything was first happening between us. He called her a good girl. The kind you marry.
That fucker was right. Joannaisa good girl.
She’s mine.
There’s no way in hell I’m going to let her go.
We arrive at the airport a little early and I park in the waiting lot, the car idling as both Blair and I get on our phones. I send Joanna a quick text because it’s like I can’t stop thinking about her.
Now it feels even more intense because I know I’m in love with her.
Me:You’re going to dinner with us tomorrow, right?
Joanna:Of course I am. I already said I would.
Joanna:Aren’t you with your parents? Why are you texting me?
Me:We’re at the airport. Their plane hasn’t landed yet.
Joanna:Oh. I didn’t want to take you away from your family.
Me:I wish you came with us.
Joanna:There would’ve been no room for me in your car.
Me:I would’ve shoved Blair in the back seat with Mom and Dad.
Joanna:It’s better that you’re just with your family tonight so you can all catch up.
Doesn’t she get that she’s become a part of my family too? I can’t wait for my parents to meet her. They’re going to love her, especially my mom.
They’ve come for a few games but it’s always a quick trip, with them flying in and out very quickly. They could drive but they claim they don’t have the time.
This is the first trip they’re making here where they’re actually hanging around and spending time with us beyond just going to the game. And while they’re here, I’m going to question them.
What have they been up to that they can’t tell us about? I don’t get it.
I need answers.
My phone and Blair’s ding at the same time, Dad having texted the family group chat that the plane just touched down and they should be in the terminal soon.
I send them a quick text that we’re already there waiting for them and resume texting with Joanna, deciding to be truthful.
Me:You’re like family to me. I miss you.
Joanna:Aww.
She sends me a couple of heart emojis.
Me:Maybe we could go have breakfast with my parents tomorrow.
Joanna:I don’t have to be at work until eleven.