*Jane*

“You didn’t have to walk me all the way up,” I say as Noah kisses me goodbye. It’s the day after we got back from Miami, and he insists on seeing me right up the stairs. Despite my protests, I don’t mind having him with me for as long as I can before he disappears off to practice. Plus, there’s a big game tonight.

I know the stakes for this one, and I know that there’ll be so much to focus on, I need to get as much of him to ...