Traded (Nashville Grizzlies, #1)

by Carly Marie

“Let me show you around downstairs before I head to bed. My body is all sorts of confused about what time it is and we’ve got a skate tomorrow. Thankfully, Cunningham will go easy on us.” I’d already begun to turn to head down the steps, but I caught a glimpse of surprise on his face. “Easy?” I shrugged but didn’t turn around as I held the handrail and focused on what was in front of me. Last time Derek and his Daddy had come over for the afternoon, I’d ended up in time-out for running down the steps and not holding onto the handrail. Colt wasn’t my Daddy, but he took the job of watching after me seriously and he had been convinced that little boys needed to be careful on the steps. In my little headspace, the time-out had been pure torture. Three weeks later, I was still holding onto the handrail when I walked up or down the steps so that it became a habit for the next time they came over to play. “He knows we’re all exhausted by the time we’re done with a road trip. The first practice after is usually just some basic conditioning. Though I think he and the trainers are looking for injuries we’re trying to hide more than anything else.” But it also allowed for plenty of time for games at the end of practice. “He gets unhappy when he realizes we’ve been playing through injuries and haven’t told anyone.” We’d made it to the kitchen and I turned to find Brax staring at me. “Seriously?” “Um, about what?” He scrubbed at his face. “Sorry, it’s been a long day, must not have sch...