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“There you are,” Eric said as soon as I stepped out of the restroom.
After finishing my tea and still feeling jittery, I needed to splash some cold water on my face. It helped calm me down a little. The problem was having to apply makeup all over again.
“Sorry, I was retouching.” I showed him the lipstick still in my hand, and notice he was wearing his uniform: a white and red polo shirt, white pants, and brown boots.
He took the lipstick, put it inside my purse, and entwined his fingers with mine, pulling me close. “It’s almost time,” he whispered against my mouth. “And I’ll need my good luck kiss before the game.”
I smiled, trying to shut down the thoughts that Leo would be at the field, watching, and the fact that it bothered me.
Eric planted a light kiss on my lips before pulli
