Chapter Twenty-Four
Dylan
With Jen out for the day, I’d hit the gym with Mikey.
“Cold feet, yet?” he asked. We were playing one-on-one basketball.
He was taller. I was faster.
“Nah.”
I shot for a basket and sunk it. He blocked me from taking another shot.
“Is there ever a moment where you think you and Hannah rushed it?”
“Not on my end. When I’m in, I’m all in. My parents thought I was nuts, but once they met her and saw us together, they got it.”
I wiped a trickle of sweat before it dropped into my eyes. He tossed the ball at the basket. It circled the rim, then dropped in.
“How is it having her in your life all day every day?”
Mikey bounced the ball to me. “I love it. So far.” He chuckled. “It’s an adjustment, no lie. I can’t towel off after a shower and leave it on the bed un
