That Divorce: (Danny's Duet Book 1) (That Boy 4) by Jillian Dodd

Author:Jillian Dodd [Dodd, Jillian]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Jillian Dodd Inc
Published: 2019-10-21T18:30:00+00:00

Danny

Although there is nothing more I would like than to lock my door, throw Jennifer on the bed, and have my way with her, I find myself leading her down the stairs to continue the house tour.

Jadyn’s right. I am a pussy.

“Where are we going?” she asks, looking forlorn.

“Uh, you haven’t seen my favorite part of the house yet,” I reply, showing off the home theater and bar.

It’s surreal, having her in my house. Her shoulder-length blonde hair shimmers under the light, much like it did under the moonlight. I wish I could turn back time. But then I don’t. I love my children and can’t imagine a life without them.

“Oh, wow,” she says upon entering my home gym. “This is like the shrine to Danny Diamond.”

“Lori didn’t want this tacky stuff in the house, so it had been in storage. Jadyn made me put it up on the walls. A lot of guys on the team have game rooms decorated with memorabilia, but I prefer it in my gym. I’m down here every single day, and it helps both motivate me and remind me of how far I’ve come.”

She glides her hand along the chair rail, taking it all in, and it makes me nervous, like she’s somehow inspecting my life.

“I have a little yoga room where I mediate and practice. This is like that for you. Your shrine to all things football. I take that back. It’s your shrine to winning, to greatness.”

“Not completely,” I reply, leading her into the room that houses a sauna and bathroom. I point to the wall above the toilet.

“Tell me about this one,” she says, taking in the photo.

My hair and uniform are soaked, clinging to my pads, covered in mud. My head is hanging low. Defeat written across my face.

“Divisional round playoff game six years ago. Played Pittsburgh at home. It was a grueling game, cold, messy. The weather ranged from rain to sleet to snow; the field was a wreck. I had the chance to throw a Hail Mary to a wide-open player in the end zone to win the game. I threw the ball too high. We lost. We were making a second championship run, and I blew it. So, it hangs over the toilet where it belongs.”

“Yet you chose to hang it. Why?”

“Because I never want to feel like that again.”

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