Chapter 11

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AN: Again, thank you all for your support though this difficult time. You guys are amazing! Thank you for also being so patient with me for taking so long on this chapter. Also thank you for telling me your thoughts on my story! I love reading them! Here's the next chapter my darlings! Let me know what you all think!

:: As usual, I only own my plot and OC's... Although owning JJ would be rather amazing! ::

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Chapter 11

Since JJ was in football mode, he was on his super strict diet. He suggested a salad shop which was close by. They took their food to go and opted to eat in JJ's room. They spent the rest of that day and that night together. JJ finally felt so secure and content in himself... In them. He felt like things were the way they used to be... The way they should have been all along. He couldn't help but to let his mind wander after Trish had fallen asleep where they would have been by now had he not of screwed up. He imagined they might have been married by now and if not married, they'd surely be engaged.

She was sleeping so soundly with her head on his chest and arm draped across his torso. He couldn't help but to smile when he looked at her. She looked so peaceful and he hoped that he was part of her reason for being so at ease. He watched her sleep for a bit and as he did he wondered if they would have had any children by now had they stayed together.

Maybe she'd be pregnant now, he thought to himself with a smile. Suddenly what he'd just thought about repeated itself in his own head. Am I really wondering about being married, engagaged, and if I would already have a child now or on the way?

He was stunned by his own thoughts. JJ had been very set in his decision to not have children, a wife, or even a girlfriend until after he retired from playing football because he wanted to focus everything he had on being the best. Then another stunning revelation, he didn't want to let her go. He wished they were married or engaged and possibly working on a child. The more he thought about things the more his stomach twisted into knots. All of his thoughts began to jumble together and nervousness started to settle in.

No... I'm not going to do this! I always do this to myself! I always over think things and then I end up fuckin them up. I'm not going to do that this time! Just go to sleep and everything will be just fine in the morning! He scolded himself mentally.

He picked up the TV remote and turned the TV off. He reached his long arm over and turned off the light before scooting himself down into the bed so he could go to sleep. He tried not to wake her up as he got himself comfortable but she woke my anyway.

She lifted her head and rubbed her eyes sleepily. "What time is it?" she asked, still groggy.

"Shh," he soothed her. "I'm sorry baby; I didn't mean to wake you up, I was just trying to get comfortable." He rolled over onto his side. "Come here," he instructed as he opened his arms to her. She did as she was told and laid back down in his arms. She snuggled closely into him and he wrapped his strong arms around her tightly. Within seconds she was back out.

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The sun coming in through the shades finally woke Trish up. She stretched and rubbed her eyes. She turned to see if JJ was awake and when she did she realized he was no longer in bed with her. Her face scrunched up into a confused frown. She slid out of the bed and tiptoed her way to the bathroom to see if he was in there. When she got to the bathroom, the light was off and the door was open. Okkkaaayyy, she thought to herself. She suddenly felt very awkward and out of place. She wasn't sure if she should leave and go back to her room or wait until he came back. She made her way back to the bed and sat down on the edge of the bed while she struggled with herself mentally about what to do. She had just made up her mind to leave when she heard the room door open.

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