Love You Now (Book Two: Love Hurts Duet) by M. Robinson

Author:M. Robinson
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: M. Robinson
Published: 2019-11-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17

<>Harley<>

Now: Twenty-four-years-old

“Jackson, how does it feel to win the Super Bowl?” a reporter shouted at his press conference after the big win.

I hated this part of our charade the most.

The press.

They didn’t mind their own business on a normal day, let alone on an occasion like today. It was a national American pastime, where my beloved husband just won his Super Bowl diamond ring and the Vince Lombardi Trophy for his team. Scoring a record breakin’ eight touchdowns in a single game. It was an all-out frenzy at the Bank of America Stadium.

Home of the Panthers.

We spent the last hour at this damn press junket, with Bailey in my arms, sittin’ by his side.

Smilin’.

Laughin’.

Pretendin’.

Question after question was thrown in his face. The more personal it was, the better the ratings were. It was frustratin’ to say the least. Strangers invadin’ your privacy as if they had the right to.

Carolina Panthers’ Quarterback Jackson Pierce was God to these people, not to mention the whole world. Talk about pressure to play the part of the supportive, lovin’ wife. With our adorable three-and-half-year-old. We were livin’ the American dream as a family.

The last photoshoot we had scheduled on the press tour was for Home and Garden Magazine. They came out to our house. Took some pictures, interviewed us, includin’ Bailey, and recorded some video of our daily life for their social media. We were portrayed as the perfect couple, the ultimate family goals.

Except, I caved. I couldn’t take the pressure of portrayin’ somethin’ we weren’t. My panic attacks were gettin’ worse and more frequent. I had a massive one in my walk-in closet when I was gettin’ dressed to head downstairs and play my role in all this. Jackson found me on the floor in the corner with my head in between my legs, desperately tryin’ to catch my next breath. Flippin’ the hell out.

That was only two months ago.

Now here we were, doin’ it all over again...

Lights.

Camera.

Action.

With no end in sight.

“Jackson, can you tell us about your marriage to Mrs. Pierce? How do you keep the spark alive?” a reporter for CNN asked.

Just breathe, Harley. In and out. Don’t. Stop. Breathin’.

Jackson reached for my hand, bringin’ it up to his mouth. He kissed it, smilin’ only at me. Fully aware I was dyin’ inside, he extended the gesture to comfort me. Not because he was tryin’ to show the reporters we were somethin’ we weren’t.

I smiled back, and Bailey giggled. Lovin’ how her daddy adored her momma.

“I worship the ground my wife walks on. Have since we were kids,” he stated, still gazin’ solely at me.

“That’s right!” another interviewer exclaimed, catchin’ both our attentions to have the chance to ask the next question. “You guys have known each other all your lives. Your relationship started when you were young, correct?”

He nodded. “Since the first time I tripped her when we were in her diapers, and she got back up and kneed me in the balls.”

Everyone laughed.

His eyes still hadn’t wavered from mine, like they were suddenly fused together.

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