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those I had dug up when I Googled him.
Yes, I had fallen prey to my curiosity. But just once. I had allowed myself
to do that one single time.
And that level of self-restraint hadn’t been easy to accomplish. At least
not considering how everything out of my little Google rendezvous had been
stuck in the back of my head ever since I indulged. Demanding to be
acknowledged more often than I was ready to admit.
My mind seemed eager on not letting go of the pictures of a younger
version of Aaron—just as stoic, his shoulders as wide, and his jaw just as
hard—dressed in a purple-and-golden uniform that made my heart rate grow
a little quicker, only thinking about it. Or the headlines proclaiming that he
had been a known name back in that day. But what I’d had more trouble
forgetting were the articles—and there had been more than a couple dozen—
praising his performance and foreshadowing the player he would become.
But hadn’t.
So, why hadn’t he? Why did the press coverage of his football career go
for a few years and then stop altogether?
That was something I hadn’t managed to find.
And it only fueled my itch to know more. To learn more about this man I
had thought I had all pieced together but that I was learning I couldn’t have
been any more wrong about.
As if on cue, Aaron looked back at me. His brows rose on his forehead.
“Is something wrong?”
Caught a little off guard, I just shook my head.
“Then, come on. At this pace, we will never make it to Spain.”
“If only I were so lucky,” I mumbled. But then I shot forward, walking
until catching up with him.
Once again, Aaron was right.
There were more pressing concerns to occupy my mind with.
Like the plane we would be boarding in less than a handful of hours.
Or the fact that once we did, there was no turning back.
Because we were doing this. We were really doing it, and we had to ace
it.
By the time we landed in Spain, my family needed to believe that Aaron
and I were happily—hearts bursting, birds chirping, and flowers blooming—
in love. Or at the very least, that we could stand each other for more than ten
minutes without causing an international war to erupt.