Dirty Game:A Secret Baby Sports Romance(32)

"You ok with this?" I asked her. "You can stay here until we get back."

She shook her head. "No way. I'm in this with you. The boats. The island. Football. All of it."

I leaned over to steal a kiss, feeling the softness of her lips.

"Good. I'll get you home soon," I promised.

It was playoff time. And we had decided to spend some holiday time at  the island before heading back to Orlando. I tried not to let the  post-season get under my skin. Sierra said it was meant to be this way.  We could focus on each other and the baby.

There was always next season.

I stood at the captain's chair until Sierra walked up to me. I sat her  on my lap and steered over her shoulder. Maybe it was a small island,  and maybe she didn't always love it like I did, but I knew Sierra was  happy here. We had found something in each other that couldn't be  abandoned or ignored. If that wasn't love, I didn't know what love was.