EJ
I had come to realize that the word 'game plan' was Connor's love language. After a good soak in the bath and a very satisfying snogging session, we went to his study to discuss how we would conduct ourselves going forward.
He even had a white board on wheels that he dragged out from one of his guest bedrooms. Lots of markers and we had compiled a list of how we would go about our relationship in public. It was like we were preparing for a match by how thorough we were being.
I didn't think I had ever seen Connor more happy.
"Alright," he hummed and rubbed his chin in a very mature way. "I'm thinking it would be strange if we just showed up as buddies in front of the team. Just a few weeks ago we were slightly on each other's necks."
I nodded in agreement, "and we can't go there hating each other either. Coach and the managers won't be too happy to see we were still being idiots about the whole thing."
"They might force us to another team building session."
