Page 44 of One Last Chance

“You don’t want to talk about this, do you?”

“No, I don’t. I’m sorry. I need to get back to the lodge,” I explain, then take my cell out, dialing for a cab.

“I’ll take you. Please, it’s the least I can do after what happened in there,” she says, pointing a finger to the building.

“Really? That would be great. Thank you.”

“It’s my pleasure. That’s my car over there, the black BMW.” She points to her car and continues, “I’ll just go and get my bag, and I’ll meet you there.”

“Okay, thanks so much.”

She smiles. “I’ll be right back.”

DOMENIC

Present

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! You fucking idiot, Dom, why did you run after Cassandra when Chloe needed you more? I guess I owed it to Cassandra to try and explain things. We’ve been together for a couple of years, so she, at the very least, deserves that much. But when I went to find her, she had already gotten in her car and left. I didn’t even think what I left behind in Coach’s office.

I just didn’t think.

Now she’s angry at me.

And I don’t blame her.

I did leave her in a room where all eyes were on her. No one saw anything, but it’s not hard to figure out what she and I were doing in Coach’s office alone.

Fuck, Domenic, you need to make it up to her.

Heading to the locker room, I take a seat on the bench and remove my boots, socks, and clothes. Grabbing a towel and wrapping it around my waist, I make my way to the showers where Julian is exiting. He looks at me with a smile on his face.

“What’s that for?” I ask.

“What’s what?” he replies, wrapping a towel around his waist after his shower.

“The photographer. Saw you two all chummy and shit. You like her?”

Blowing out a breath, I head inside the shower stall, remove my towel and hang it, then turn on the faucet and let the water wash over me. Turning around to let the water run down my oily skin, I reply, “Yeah, I like her.”

Julian leans up against the wall, not bothered that I’m naked in front of him—us jocks are used to being naked around each other.

“Fuck, man. You’ve got your hands full. I mean with Cass and everything. You’ve got some balls cheating on the boss’ daughter and all.” He turns around, laughs, then walks away. “I’d hate to be in your position. Two hot women to choose from,” he yells over his shoulder.

I think about his words. He’s right, both women are hot, but there’s only one who my heart beats wildly for. She’s the one I want. She’s the one I have always wanted. I’m going to have to make it up to her.

After she ran out, I wanted to follow her but knew she needed time. She’s angry, and it wasn’t the right time to talk about it. I’ll see her tonight. I know she has plans with the girls, but I’m going to see her before whether she wants to or not. I’m not letting her hold onto being angry for too long. The last thing I need is for her to do something drastic like up and leave again. Even if she doesn’t want to see me, she’s going to. She’s not going to have a choice.

With my mind made up, I quickly finish off my shower and head back to the locker room where I finish drying myself and change into my clothes.

“Hey, Dom, wanna go for a drink with the boys tonight?”

Kyle stands there with Julian. They are both dressed, holding their gym bags.

“Drink? But it’s the night before the game. Surely, you’re not drinking. Coach will have your asses.”

They laugh. “Yeah, well… Coach don’t need to know shit. Come on, what’s one drink? Unless you have plans with… oh, wait… is it Cassandra or Chloe?” they tease.

“Shut the fuck up. And no, I’ve already got plans tonight.”

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