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She snuggled up against him and bathed in his warmth. “Ronnie, pass the popcorn.”
He did as he was told and she grabbed a handful of it as they watched the movie before them. It was some thriller flick that came out a few months before, starring Liam Neeson. She didn’t know what it was about. She didn’t really care. She was just happy to have him home for a night where they could just spend time together.
“He’s going to feel that in the morning,” Ronnie said as he winced at something onscreen.
She didn’t bother agreeing with him. “Can I ask you something?”
He broke his attention from the screen and looked at her. “Absolutely.”
She sat up and paused the movie. “I want to contribute to us. To do more than just spend money.”
He looked at her questioningly. “You don’t like spending money? Liz, it’s not like we
need to worry. I’m locked into a 20 year deal with the best franchise in the NBA, arguably all of sports.”
She sighed. “Yes,
you are. That’s the point. I’m not doing anything to help us out, Ronnie. We’re married now and the responsibility to make our lives better shouldn’t just fall to one person.” He looked wounded and her tone softened. “It’s not that I don’t love you for it but I want to be a part of it. It’s
our life together, not just you.”
He crossed his arms and leaned back. She knew that face. That was his “I’m a GM” face. She hated that face but he was shifting his mind from play to business.
“All right, what were you thinking?”
She smirked. “You remember all my heavy law books?”
He rolled his eyes. “You want to try that again?”
She didn’t like his tone at all. “Of course I do. I don’t quit on things.” She poked him in the chest. “You should know that.”
Properly chastised, he frowned. “Point taken. If you want to be a lawyer, this town is good one to be a lawyer in." He sighed. "So, which side you want in on?”
“Independent defense attorney. Since we’re not hurting for money, I wouldn’t charge a lot at all,” she said happily. “I want to help people. Make life better for them.” She winked at him. “You could help do that.”
He nodded. He reached for the remote and turned the movie off. She now had his full attention. “The Lakers are looking for some organizations to really support. Jabari, in particular, has been pretty vocal about wanting to get involved. From an organizational standpoint, it’d be really good for us and him in terms of publicity.”
“And Jabari?”
He smiled. “He’s a good kid. He was raised right and wants to use his newfound fame to help promote a cause. What kind of cause is the question … and frankly, there are a lot of things that could use his kind of star power. The kid is the next, great thing in this league, Liz. You should see him play.”
She pulled some her dark hair behind her ear and snuggled up close against him. “I’ll make a deal. When I land my new job, I’ll run up a list of organizations to support. I already have a few ideas.”
Ronnie looked at her deviously. “And what do I get?”
“My eternal gratitude.”
He shook his head with a smirk on his face.
She laughed at him. “Fine, that and I’ll talk basketball with you.”
His eyes lit up. “You’re not just teasing me, are you? You know I
love it when you talk basketball.”
She put a finger on his lips. “I promise. I’ll even throw in a few nights where we play, if you think you’re up for it. You are getting older, after all.”
He feigned a wounded look. “I can’t believe you’d be so hurtful!”
She stood and backpedaled towards the bedroom. “Well, I guess I’m just feeling bad tonight … would you like to discipline me,
Commissioner?”
She was being playful and he didn’t need a second invitation. He leapt off the couch and rushed towards her as she rushed towards the bedroom.
Liam Neeson’s thriller wasn’t nearly as thrilling as what they did next.