“Abso-fucking-lutely. I can’t wait to have my good-luck charm with me all the time.”
“Maybe this time you’ll actually win the championship.”
She bolted off my lap as I stared at her in shock. “How dare you! You know we’ve won two already.”
“A little extra luck couldn’t hurt,” she joked as she grabbed a piece of bacon and made her way toward the living room.
I stood up quickly and chased after her, toppling us over the back of the couch as I tackled her. Our laughs intermingled until she settled against my body, tucking her face in my neck.
“I can’t believe you’re really here with me, and moving in.”
“Believe it, superstar, I’m exactly where I want to be. With you.”
Epilogue – Aspen
Two Years Later
“Are you sure about this?” I asked for the dozenth time while hovering over Owen, who’s seated at the desk in our hotel room. Beverly was on the sofa across from us.
We were in Miami for a charity event, a first for me, and I was busy writing a blog post about my ventures so far, when Owen popped into the room with a call from the general manager. The Nashville Bears were interested in a trade.
I knew he adored playing for Coach Hampton and the Coyotes. Most of the players had been at our wedding last year. And Owen had taken his team to the championships twice, winning both.
But he wanted to be closer to his mom, and with the changes about to come our way, he wanted me home with my family.
A popular travel show had taken notice of my blog and wanted to commission me for a series. I was scheduled to film two episodes as a pilot in the next month.
I worried Colton, our Food Channel Star, had something to do with it, but he assured me he didn’t. His connections, however, did make it easier to convince the studio I could film anywhere. Thankfully, they agreed. Only, in my mind, I had planned to film in the guest house out back behind our home in California. Not in Tennessee.
Owen rested a reassuring hand on mine, running his finger across my wedding band and the gorgeous diamond engagement ring. It had been his grandmother’s on his mom’s side, and I loved that Beverly passed it down to me.
“I’m positive,” he said.
We hadn’t shared the news yet that we were expecting. It was still early, and I was trying to navigate the television series options available while being pregnant. I convinced Owen that we needed to wait until I was through the first trimester before telling anyone, though I was certain he let it slip to our friend Marc. A three-foot teddy bear had been delivered to the house last week, and I had the damnedest time trying to talk my way out of that one when my mom saw it during our daily video chat.
“Please don’t do this for me, Owen. I know how much you love the Coyotes.”
“I do, and I’m thankful for everything they’ve done for my career. But things change. And, cricket, we—” He dropped his eyes to my stomach. “—will always come first.”
“Okay,” I whispered, unable to pull my gaze away as he signed his name on the trade agreement.
“And it’s done!”
I giggled as he stood quickly, the chair falling backward onto the floor as he wrapped his arms around me.
“Thank you,” I whispered behind my unshed tears. Though I enjoyed all the places Owen and I visited, and I adored our house, it wasn’t Ashfield. I had a major case of homesickness. And being pregnant only intensified that feeling. There really was no place like home.
“I can’t believe you’re finally moving back,” Beverly said from the couch as she swiped at the tears falling in a steady stream.
“I’m not sure if it will be Nashville or Ashfield, but either would be fine by me,” I said.
“I’m thinking that plot of land your dad spoke to me about when I asked for your hand would be perfect. I don’t mind a drive, cricket. So long as I have you to come home to.”
I placed my hands on either side of my husband’s cheeks, the diamond sparkling in the sunrays coming from the window.
“Guess I really am your good-luck charm.”
“Always have been and always will be.”
THE END
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