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  31. EPILOGUE
  32. PLAYLIST
  33. ALSO BY REBECCA JENSHAK
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  36. CHAPTER 1
  37. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS

“You’re rambling,” I say, biting back a smile. It’s rare that I’ve seen, or heard, Tanner this spun up. Not that I can blame him. He’s worked hard for this. The past year since we graduated from Valley hasn’t been easy. He signed with the Celtics and the Red Sox. The media went nuts and my boyfriend—now fiancé—became a sensation. His handsome face was everywhere I went for a while—magazines, TV, social media. It was super trippy.

So was moving to Boston. In what universe did I end up living somewhere so cold? At least I have the beach.

Then, he got hurt. He was nervous that it was all going to blow up, but he worked twice as hard and tonight he finally gets to play in their game against the Lakers in Los Angeles.

“I’m fucking nervous.”

“You are going to be amazing,” I say for what is probably the hundredth time this week. “I can’t wait to watch. I’m going to call Tara; do you want to stay on the line and say hi?”

“Nah, we’re getting off the bus. Tell her I said hi and apologize in advance that she’s about to be known as Skidmark’s sister.”

“You’re so dramatic. I am not telling her that. Good luck. I love you. Don’t shit your pants.”

He chuckles. “Love you, too. Bye, babe.”

I drop my phone into my clutch as I approach Tara.

“Was that Tanner?” she asks as we share a quick hug hello.

“Yeah, he says hi.”

She glances around. “Does he know we’re here?”

“He has no clue. He thinks I am FaceTiming with you and Steve for the game.”

She makes a face. “That’s over.”

“I liked Steve.”

“His penis was like…” She holds up her hand to show me just how small and I wave her off.

“Got it. Okay. Well, Tanner’s teammate, Henry, left tickets for us at will call so we can sit behind the bench with the Wags.”

Tara takes a bunch of pictures of us outside the arena that we can tease Tanner with later. Then we fall into line with the other fans and navigate to our seats.

“Oh, man, I feel like I might be sick. I’m so nervous for him.” Tara holds a hand to her stomach.

I seem to be the only one of us who isn’t worried. He’s got this. I’ve never had any doubts that Tanner would be here one day or that I’d be on the sidelines cheering him on. There was a time I wouldn’t have believed I’d be doing it as his fiancée, but I’ve always believed in him.