The NFL Players Girlfriend

Making It Work

*So sorry for the delay but here's an update and I'm already working on the next chapter 😊"

My flight was getting ready to land, and I was beyond ready to get home and snuggle up in bed with my man.

It's about four am, and I was determined to get a nap in before having to head to the stadium for cheer practice.

We have the first official season game coming up, and the game after that was a home game which meant that the girls would be cheering. So I was really trying to put the finishing touches on everything.

I wanted to make sure the girls were on point for our first appearance.

It's my first week of traveling to and from LA, and so far I had a strong game plan in mind.

I just had to make sure I stuck to it. I had to make it work.

I was so excited about the class I just taught. It's probably one of my new favorite routines. I did end up using Hold It Against Me by Britney Spears for the song like I had been contemplating.

My students were incredible happy about it. They loved the vibe it brought out with the choreography.

I didn't stay long after the class, which was something I'd always done. I always stuck around to chat after class as people left and helped edit the footage.

I felt guilty, not giving it my all.

I wasn't giving one hundred percent, not putting in the effort like I did before. Leaving the studio, I felt like I was failing my students. Like I was letting them down and disappointing them.

They were all such incredible dancers and they deserved nothing but the best.

I never thought I could miss LA and everything it embodies for me the way that I do right now stepping off the plane.

I missed Dustin, and being inseparable. Being back in Ohio is the longest we've ever been away from each other, and it was challenging at times.

We were so used to just being able to drive over to each others houses whenever we felt like it. We had taken for granted the fact that we could meet up and practice routines or help each other find motivation to come up with new ones. We could teach classes together and inspire young dancers.

We could get together any time we wanted.

And I felt a pit in my stomach as I thought about the fact that we got into this together and have been each others rocks every step of the way, and I was now basically abandoning him.

We moved to LA together. We had nobody but each other. And now it's just him. I'm back where we started. And I felt guilty.

But any and all ill feelings I had completely dissipated the moment I crawled into bed and Andrei wrapped himself around me subconsciously.

It was his first instinct to pull me close to him whenever I was near, whether he was awake or not.

I smiled to myself as I melted into him, complete and utter bliss taking me over. How could I even complain when I get to be this happy for the first time in my life?

I get to be with the man of my dreams because of the choices I'm making. That wasn't something I could take for granted.

I could feel the so called jet lag kicking in, and just before I could drift off to sleep I felt Andrei's lips plant a soft kiss to my shoulder.

He nuzzled his head closer, and I heard him whisper.

"I love you so much Michaela Elizabeth Burrow. I hope you never doubt that."