Loved by You

Loved by You by Victoria H. Smith

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said repeating the instructions I’d given him for the meeting. “I even remember what dress you were wearing when you told me. That white one with the pink flowers on it. I remember because the color of them brought out the natural tint of your lips, the ones I couldn’t keep my eyes off of while you were speaking to me.”
    My face warmed. God, this guy.
    He popped a kiss on my lips and pulled back. “I’ll see you at the game tonight?”
    “Of course.”
    Before he left he pointed behind him toward the door. “Hey, um. Did you get a chance to look through those papers? For the wedding? I noticed you moved them to the dresser.”
    I shook my head. I’d turned around to start the shower again, and the bathroom filled with steam. When I realized he couldn’t see me shaking my head, I opened the shower door I’d closed. “Nope. I just moved it. I swear I’ll get on them though. Did Mickey ask you about them?”
    He was quiet for a second. “Uh, yeah. He might have mentioned it.”
    “Oh.” Crap, I didn’t want to get him in trouble. “I’ll make sure to get everything all taken care of right away. All my important documents are in a safety deposit box back in Wisconsin.”
    That was one thing my mom had done for me before she passed away. I was glad. It made something easier for me instead of held me back. I wouldn’t be that way anymore by things I felt were behind me—held back. “I’ll have my grandmother ship them over. She still lives there and I’ll make sure Gram gets your things over.”
    “Hey, don’t let me rush you,” he said, lifting his hand. “Mickey works for me, remember? He’ll wait.”
    I still didn’t want him bugging Griffin if I could help it. Griffin went to leave, but I called out to him again, pushing those pesky suds back into my hair once more. “Why don’t you check your sock drawer? For some replacements socks, I mean. Just in case you can’t find your lucky ones.”
    I winked, which caused him to lift his lips, but like a smile I think I saw before only slightly. Closing the door, he trapped the heat in, allowing me to finish my shower.

    I was eating a basket of cheese sticks when a familiar face made an appearance. I didn’t see many of those, as I didn’t know anyone in this town. The surprise making me jump, I choked a bit on a gob of crunchy breading and cheese in my mouth.
    Kerry Donavon’s eyes went wide. Leaning in, she placed a well-manicured hand on my shoulder. “Roxie, are you all right?”
    After taking a long draw of my cup of Coke I was, then laughed at myself. Giving myself a quick pat on the chest, I got back some of my dignity. “Sorry. You just surprised me. I’m good, though. I swear.”
    And she had surprised me. Coming up from behind, she touched my shoulder mid-chew. Her long lashes fanned as she tossed her back with a short laugh. “Oh, thank god. That was a close call. I just wanted your attention not to kill you.”
    I waved my hands, even more embarrassed for this poor woman’s panic. “No, that’s all me. I guess I’m kind of jumpy today.” I had to laugh inside at the reason why. Griffin being all sneaky this morning. I was glad he came though as I got to see him before the game tonight. He and his team warmed up below, the crowds around them in the stands just as amped as the players. All games were like this, loud and exciting, and though I wasn’t terribly into sports seeing Griffin do what he did best excited me. He tossed me a wink every once and a while acknowledging me, and that made feel all kinds of special. I loved supporting him, and took great pride in the fact that he both needed and wanted me here.
    “Good, good,” Kerry said with a laugh. She had her pumps on, as well as a set of tight black jeans and a matching top, looking both classy and fly. “Well, all that and my reason for coming over seems rather underwhelming. I saw you and wanted to invite you to sit with us.”
    I blinked. “Us?”
    “Mmmhmm. Me

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