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Requests for interviews, invitations to parties, clubs, and one even has the word
He’s being invited to a freaking masquerade ball, and the most exciting thing on my summer calendar is a night out at our favorite club with some friends from school.
“Congratulations. You hit one thousand,” I say.
one’s from James and it’s marked Urgent. I smirk at the subject line. If you don’t answer them, I will. I like James
“Oh, dear god. This is painful.” “They want an RSVP and I’m giving them one,”
Jack is one of the biggest names in all of hockey. People throw his name around with the greats.
He transcends the sport. He has endorsements and is friends with people all throughout the entertainment industry.
He’s a big fucking deal and the downside is that the pressure never stops. He’s getting it from literally all sides.
“I got this.” I take his computer from him. “I’m not letting you anywhere near my schedule.
You’d have me at more events than even James wants.” “I won’t touch your precious schedule without your agreement. I’ll read the details to you and you give me an answer,”
“You can read them before I hit send.” With some reluctance, he agrees, and
He really is handsome. I’m still staring when his gaze flicks to mine.
He declines all interviews, says no to every bar/restaurant/new business grand opening. The only thing he doesn’t fight me on is scheduling another visit to the children’s
“What about the masquerade ball?” I ask for the second time. The first time I asked, he quickly said no, but I decided to wait and try again. “Pass.”
“Who passes on a ball. Women will be dressed all sexy with masks, there will be ...
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“Yo, James, I got this invite to a ball. Balls are dumb. I don’t want to go.”
“He’d say that it’s a good opportunity to talk with the people at Nike again. He wants to lock them into a contract before I retire.”
I have absolutely no ability to hold in my reaction. I can’t picture Jack not playing hockey, not being the Wildcats captain.
“No, but I can’t play forever. If the accident taught me anything, it’s that I’m not invincible and I’m not getting any younger.” “You are kind of old.” I scrunch up my nose. The truth is he’s just gotten better looking the longer I’ve known him.
“I turn thirty-three next month. If I’m lucky, I have another seven or eight years.” He’s planning almost a decade in advance,
“I don’t know. It sounds fun.” “Fine, I’ll go.” I start to smile at his agreement, but then he adds, “If you come with me.”
mean, when else am I going to ever be invited to an event like this? “Deal.” His smirk remains.
“James will be so happy,” I say, then send the RSVP for Jack plus date
time with him. And while he’s still not super chatty or warm, I enjoy his company.
“He was hitting on you. I didn’t like it. It was unprofessional.” Okay, yes, but firing him seems extreme.
He would do anything for the better of the team, and the best thing for the team is him being back in top form.
“What if I don’t come over when he’s here? He can’t hit on anyone if you’re alone.” “No way. I’m not shoving you out the door for him.”
“Are you coming back tomorrow?” “Are you going to call Brian?” His jaw flexes. “I’ll see if he can come in the mornings.” “Perfect. It’s usually lunchtime before I make it over anyway.”
his schedule around for me. I don’t know what to make of it. But I think I like it.
“Don’t touch your inbox. I will deal with the rest of the emails tomorrow.”
“How many businesses do you own?” Everly asks.
“I don’t know. A few.” “I can’t believe you own Midnight.”
Midnight is a night club I bought a couple of years ago. I’m a silent partner with James’ husband. He looks after the day to day, but I helped with the vision and getting it all up and running. “It’s all dark and moody.” Her lips curve up into a smug smile
but she did help get Bridget’s asshole ex fired so she and Ash could stay here so it’s hard not to like her.”
who just so happened to be Bridget’s ex, I might have let some dirt on the guy slip to ensure it got out there, but it was Nick who supplied the firsthand knowledge of the creep that got him fired.
Meredith and I weren’t going anywhere. Not long-term.
I finish stretching and stand to start my workout. Brian and I got in some good work this morning, but since my knee is starting to feel better, I want to push it a little more every day.
“I was just thinking I should start working out again.” She looks longingly at the equipment scattered around.
“You’re welcome to use anything you want, whenever you want.” I pick up a ten-pound medicine ball and toss it to her.
She follows along, watching me and mimicking whatever I do. She has a grit and determination that I admire and I don’t take it easy on her.
“I think I’m good for another six months or so.” “Day one is always the hardest.”
little too aware of how soft her skin is and how good she looks covered in sweat.
Grace is free and we’re going to hang out this afternoon. I haven’t seen her much since she started her new job.” “Where’d she end up?” I ask. “She took a marketing job for a coffee chain.”
“I don’t mind.” Which is surprising. Why the hell am I offering up my house and pool?
“What the fuck are you doing?” I ask myself. I let my head fall back with a groan.
I glance down at my dick, getting hard as soon as the water hits. It’s become a Pavlovian response at this point. Fucking pathetic.
“You’re watching yourself on TV?” she asks with a hint of amusement,
“I remember this game. You scored a goal off an assist from Ty.” My brows shoot up in surprise,
I don’t mind eating healthy. Food is fuel during the season and the more consistent I am with it, the better I feel and the harder I can push. “No more junk food for me.
“He’s being nice to you. He’s not nice to anyone.” “That’s not true.” She rolls her eyes. “Okay, nice is the wrong word.
