Page 125 of Lucky Bounce: Game On: Part Two

"No. I want to sleep," she grumbled. "Without someone kicking me in the kidneys for five hours."

Penn laughed. "Okay, see you later."

After Penn left, she took a glorious three-hour nap, then ordered room service and unpacked her carry-on bag.

She stared down at the pregnancy test box she'd brought along. Yesterday, she'd lost her nerve, but she couldn't put it off much longer.

Tonight, she'd take the test after Penn went to sleep. As much as she wanted to talk to her best friend about what was going on, she didn't think she could handle it right now. She needed to stay strong, and one sympathetic look from Penn would make her fall apart.

For now, she was going to keep the results, negative or positive, to herself.

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"Babe, it's almost time to leave for the game," Penn told her, applying a coat of mascara to her lashes. "You need to get dressed."

"I don't think I can," she admitted, curling up on the bed. "I feel like garbage."

"What? No! You have to go! What if they win tonight?"

"I know. But my MG is kicking my ass, Curly Cue. I don't know why, but I am really weak. And I've got a case of indigestion from hell."

"Oh, no," Penn murmured. "Babe, I'm so sorry. I hate that you won't be there."

"I'll keep an eye on the score. If it looks like they're going to win, I'll try to grab an Uber and get over there."

"They might not let you in if it's late in the game," Penn warned.

"Well, I'll have to try. But I really don't want to push it if I don't have to. Not feeling like this."

The doctor was still working with her on trying to find the perfect dose of medication, but they weren't there yet. Every once in a while, her weakness got the better of her.

Though she had to admit, stress could be playing a huge role in her condition. With Lyla threatening her and a possible pregnancy thrown into the mix, she just couldn't catch a break.

"I'll text you throughout the game," Holly promised.

"Okay. I'm really sorry you can't go."

"Me, too, but I don't want to get there and not be able to walk up the stairs."

Penn hugged her. "I don't want that either. Take care. We'll text. I'll give the girls your love. They'll understand."

After Penn left the room, Holly ordered ginger ale and chicken soup from room service, then settled in to watch the game.

The first period remained scoreless, but halfway through the second period, Tampa Bay scored three goals in quick succession.

"Fuck," Holly muttered aloud. "This isn't looking good for the Kingsnakes."

Her phone buzzed with a text, and she grabbed it off the nightstand.

Penn:This is a whole mess. They look so dejected.

Holly:They can still come back from it.

Unfortunately, they didn't rally back. Tampa Bay scored two more goals in the third, and the Kingsnakes got shut out, 5–0.

She winced when Eli slammed his stick against the boards at the end of the game. The entire team looked tired and frustrated as they headed into the tunnel.

Penn:Well, at least you didn't miss anything. See you back at the hotel.

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