LOGINWas she talking to me and Keegan? My heart started to beat fast. I didn’t want to discuss him at all. I knew my Honey didn’t mean anything by it, but it was giving me such an awful feeling. I think my mom noticed and she interjected.
“Dallas, I think we have left their relationship in the past and it’s old news. Perhaps we can discuss Quinn’s dress?” She asked, giving me a wink. As they started to discuss patterns I slipped into the kitchen. Why did she have to ask that and why didn’t he even look up from his phone? He truly doesn’t care about me any more and it honestly hurts my feelings. I grabbed a tissue from the counter just in case tears broke and made their way down my face. I took a deep breath and willed the tears to stay put. As I turned around to head back into the dining room, Keegan was in the doorway. His blonde curls were shorter now and he had some facial hair. He looked so different; so manly. “I was just leaving. I just needed a tissue,” I said, trying to step around him. He didn’t move however. He squinted his eyes at me and stood firm. “Did you notice my mom made you pecan meltaways?” He asked, so nonchalantly. “I did, actually. They were the first things that I saw when I got here,” I confirmed. “How was your flight?” He continued. “It was fine,” I responded, becoming annoyed with each question. “Did you see how big Kai and Kels are? They are as tall as you now,” he said, smiling to himself. “Keegan what is this? You get here and don’t even speak to me. Then you don’t even look up from your phone when my Honey asks about our breakup. What the hell is this?” I asked. “I wasn’t sure if you even wanted to see me. Let alone talk to me. The last three years without you… I mean. I don’t even know what I mean, Brees. I just don’t want this week to be awkward for us and I thought maybe I could come in here and offer my friendship. Maybe you and I could get along for Baylen and Quinn,” he offered. “That’s fine Keegan. I don’t hate you. I’m over all of that. I swear. I’m with Tate. There is no need for us to act like enemies when there are zero feelings here,” I reassured him. “That’s great to hear. I was nervous about this and now I feel a lot better. Thank you for being so kind about it. Ready to head back out?” He asked. “I’ll be out in a minute,” I said, pretending to adjust my hair. As he walked out, my heart caved. It had wanted Keegan to want it in some way. It had wanted him to still be hurt. To still have those feelings. I wasn’t sure how to feel about it, but I was thankful that we could be here this weekend and get along. Tomorrow were the bachelor and bachelorette parties. We were actually combining parties. Which meant that I would be with Keegan all night. I was willing to try and be friends if he was. Who would have thought that someone I loved so intensely, could be just my friend. Maybe this week wouldn’t be so bad now that I had Keegan Patts as my buddy.“I came to get my girl,” he said.The words fell off of his tongue like sweet honey. His girl. That had to be the sexiest thing he has ever said. “Your girl? When did I become your girl?” I asked, breathing heavy. He lifted my chin and rubbed his thumb on my lips.“You’ve always been my girl. Even when you were someone else’s. I’ve always loved you and I always will,” he said. He leaned in and I knew he was going to kiss me.“Kee,” I said, softly and with no will power left. “Can I please,” he begged, rubbing my lips once more. A magnetic energy pulled him towards me and I let down my guard. Our lips softly touched. “How does this work though?” I asked. “Well that’s what I came to tell you. I stay about three hours from here now,” he said.“Huh? How? Why?” I asked.“I was drafted by the Tennessee Titans, Brees. I live here now,” he said. “Are you serious? Oh my gosh, Keegan! Congratulations!” I screamed, wrapping my arms around his neck.He lifted me onto the counter, so that
Three months had gone by since I had been home. I hadn’t seen or spoken to Keegan. He texted me and called me, but I never answered. To talk to him would mean I would have to tear the bandaid off of my heart and I wasn’t ready for that. I finished my junior year of college and I was preparing myself mentally to go home for the summer. Softball players stayed on campus for a month longer than other students, due to our schedules. Since Keegan was probably drafted already, he wouldn’t be at the house. I begged everyone not to tell me anything about him and I avoided social media and television. It gave me the perfect opportunity to get home and bond with the twins and my mom. Quinn and Baylen were moving into their house too, so I wanted to be there to support them. They were living closer to my dad though but it was only about a 20 minute drive. I also was eager to spend time with Wren and Casey. Since Casey had finally accepted Cyman’s proposal, I’m sure there was another wedding t
I sat up. “How can you say that? That was a goodbye kiss, and you know it. You going with her, knowing how she feels about you, isn’t something I can ignore. Am I supposed to wait while you play house with Haven?”I stood, stepping out of his reach.“Brees,” he pleaded, “I love you. Please come sit with me. I’m leaving in like ten minutes. I don’t want to spend our last moments together fighting. .”I shook my head. “I can’t be that girl anymore.”“Eight weeks,” he said. “We can survive eight weeks. I swear it’ll be worth it.”I wanted to believe him. My heart refused.“Let’s revisit this in eight weeks then. If you love me now, you will love me then,” I said.He reached for me again just as the door opened.“James?” Casey said. “You okay?”I nodded, then ran to her, burying my face in her shoulder.“Brees, please,” Keegan said behind me. “Not like this.”“Kee,” Casey cut in coldly, “I just saw Haven’s car down the street. She looked like she was freshening up for her boy toy. You sho
Casey was coming over to help me pack. Tomorrow, I’d be back in Tennessee. Today, Keegan was leaving with Haven.Nothing tasted right. Sounds I usually loved, the birds, the kids laughing outside, fell flat. Time moved without me, thick and slow, like I was watching my life through glass.Keegan had broken me again, and I didn’t know how to stitch myself back together. With both of us leaving, distance felt like the only mercy. I stayed out of the shared spaces, avoided the kitchen, the living room, anywhere I might run into him. I knew he’d want to explain. I didn’t have the strength to listen. I loved him, but what we shared the other night, made that door closed for good. I longed for him, but he had to live his life and I had to live mine. I told myself I was done. I’d moved on with Tate. We’d been good for almost a year. I hadn’t thought about Keegan at all. But the second I saw him, everything came rushing back: love, want, muscle memory. And sleeping with him again, made it im
She was being very weird this morning. “How did you sleep Keegan?” She asked.“Fine mom. The guest room bed is way more comfortable than the one in my apartment,” he said, grabbing the creamer from the fridge. “How would you know? You didn’t sleep in it,” she said, looking at him over her glass. We both turned to look at her. I’m sure my jaw was on the ground. “Mom, don’t start this. Not this morning,” he pleaded. “I didn’t say anything. I just want you to stay focused with so much at hand this year. I don’t want you to fall back into whatever this is again,” she said. Did she think I was a risk to his career? It sure seemed like that’s what she was saying. I’ve always felt like she never wanted me and Keegan to be together. It always sat quietly in the back of my mind.“Mom, what I do with Brees is my business. Her and I have a lot to figure out, without you meddling,” he said.“Just looking out for you. I mean look at Casey. Is that how you want to end up? With a kid while you
We lay together all night. He rubbed my back as I lay on his chest. I hadn’t even put my clothes back on yet. I was soaking in the moment. I couldn’t believe after four years I was back in his arms. The sun was coming up and I knew our parents would be up soon.“Kee,” I whispered, kissing his chin, “We gotta get up.”He opened his eyes slightly and looked at me. His face lit up as he realized what had happened was real. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed the top of my head. “Just lie here with me a little while longer. I’ve never spent the night with you,” he said.I obliged. I wasn’t in a hurry to let him go either. We didn’t speak. We just held each other. There was a deafening silence that I couldn’t help but notice.What did last night mean for us? Would we try to make a relationship work? What about Haven and his brand deals? There were so many questions, but I pushed them all away so I could enjoy this moment. So,” he says, “Last night.”I let out a short breath that’s







