Another one shot book because I hit the chapter limit on my last one lol.
Same as last time: all about our favorite couple TnT. If you don't like smut, this ain't the place for you, and it'll be all different kinds of things, happy, sad, fluff, spic...
I could hear the noise of Arrowhead stadium from the inside of my car as we pulled up, and as nervous as I was, I couldn't wait for this to happen. It was the first home game of the season, my first game back. And this season, I had a huge rock on my finger and everyone knew who'd given it to me.
I'd put my all into the outfit for today, for multiple reasons. My reputation as a WAG needed to be upheld after all, and I wanted to make my entrance into this season unforgettable. And because I knew Travis would be coming to find me right after the final whistle blew, and I wanted to take his breath away.
My sculpted red corset was my main pop of color, lace curling against my breasts and dipping down with the curve of my waist. I had black jeans that clung to my body like a second skin, flaring out at the ankle and half covering the spiky black boots I wore beneath. A string of luscious pearls kisses my neck, matching my earrings, and I wore one of Travis' leather jackets around my shoulders, his soft scent enveloping me with every movement. My lipstick was the same shade of red as my top, and I'd pulled my hair back into a long, wavy ponytail. The little plaits Travis had woven into some strands were still there from the night before.
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"Ready to go Taylor." Drew told me, and I nodded, lifting up my chin as I ran my thumb over the ring I now wore on my left hand. "Knock em dead." He winked, getting out of the car and moving around to open my door for me.
I could hear the cameras clicking as I stepped out one boot at a time, and I tossed the end of my ponytail over my shoulder as I waited for security to go ahead. People called my name, snapping photos as we walked into the stadium, flashes assaulting me from every angle. All eyes were on me.
As I passed the biggest group of photographers bunched up near where the cutoff was for paps being allowed, I couldn't help myself. So incredibly proud of the man I was going to marry, I lifted my left hand and flashed my engagement ring to the crowd, smiling from ear to ear. I'd give them what they wanted this one time, because I wanted to scream it from the rooftops.
I was marrying Travis Kelce. He was marrying me. It was all I'd ever wanted.
The flashes practically screamed at me as the photographers called my name, begging for me to stop for more pictures, but I just kept going, following my security as I smiled to myself. Drew chuckled at me, shaking his head fondly. I just shrugged.
"It's a really nice ring." I mumbled.
"Sure is." He told me. "Got to show it off."
I nodded, and we smiled at each other before heading upstairs. Travis' suite was full of our friends and family, and they were all delighted to see me. I was passed around like a big shiny trophy as everyone cooed over the ring, joy spreading through the room like an infection. Everyone had already seen Travis and I since the day he'd proposed, but the excitement hadn't faded in the slightest.
