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Allie quietly and officially moved in with Will a week after the season ended. While almost all players returned to their hometowns, Will was making space for Allie’s belongings. Most of the furniture from her old place had been moved into the second-floor loft and other than her clothes and a few other sentimental items, she didn’t have much.
Her first night at Will’s she helped him prepare a simple dinner. They’d been moving all day with Cate’s help. Cate was safely tucked into her new loft and loving every second of it, and although she’d been invited for dinner, she preferred to play loud rock music and dance around her new home.
Allie chopped onions and cucumbers for their salad and for the first time in a while her thoughts drifted to Blake. She’d met him her first semester at Yale and fell hard. He’d been one of Cate’s study partners and after hanging out a few times they started to date. Like Will, they dated a few months before Allie moved in with him. In retrospect, Allie knew she’d made a mistake. It didn’t take long for her to realize Blake was a high-maintenance control freak. Rarely could she do anything right, from her clothes to her choice of friends. It turned out that he hated Cate and only tolerated her to meet Allie. But when Blake found out that Allie was Eddie’s niece and not his daughter, he treated her differently. In an instant she’d dropped down the social ladder. And when she met his parents, he’d asked her to imply that Eddie was her father. She’d gone along with it because she loved Blake even though she hated herself for it. When the truth finally came out, the pressure for Blake to dump her intensified. His parents could not have their son marry a woman whose mother had mental health problems and a questionable and mysterious father. According to them, it was contagious.
And then Eddie’s confession. That had sealed the deal for Blake.
And Will Cavallo? He couldn’t have been any different. He didn’t chide her about her weight, what she wore or how she spent her money. Most importantly, he didn’t make her feel stupid. She’d been so worried moving in with him, but her gut told her she was doing the right thing.
“My mom and dad can’t wait to meet you,” Will said while they ate.
“Henry’s given me the first two weeks of June off. He said that was a pretty quiet time for the Falcons. We could go then.”
“We can spend a few days at my cabin. It’s beautiful there. I usually spend most of my summer there.”
“I don’t want to keep you from your family.”
“I spend enough time with them.”
They finished dinner then continued unpacking. Allie hung up clothes in one of the bedroom closets. They’d been empty because there was no way Will could use all the space he had.
“Are you almost finished?” he asked, coming up from behind her and nibbling on her neck.
“I have a few more things to put away,” she said, trying to ignore his wandering hands. One had found its way up under her shirt and was massaging one of her breasts.
“Can’t it wait until morning?”
“Why are you distracting me?”
“Wouldn’t you rather be in bed?”
She leaned back into him and moaned softly. “You’re insatiable.”
“I don’t hear you complaining.”
He scooped her up into his arms and onto the bed. He pulled off her T-shirt then helped her out of her jeans.
“How about your clothes, Mr. Cavallo?”
He laughed then tore off his shirt and peeled off his jeans. She licked her lips as he stripped off his boxer shorts before moving onto her underwear. She wasn’t interested in foreplay. She wanted him inside her, filling her, a connection she’d never thought she’d have.
Yes, this was all she’d ever wanted. And whatever lay ahead for them, they would confront it, make it work. They had to because she wasn’t about to give him up for anything.