Page 89 of What If I Knew You

Dad chuckles softly, the twinkle in his eye telling me he cares for his team even when he has to be hard on them.

“Yeah. Fuck, that was a good one. They’re still calling him that too.” He grins.

“Well, I’m certain he’ll be a great asset to the team. You don’t pick just anyone when it comes to making offers to new players.” I reach down to give my dad a hug where he’s seated. “Thanks for the lunch Dad. And for giving me an excuse to get a little fresh air today. I needed it, but I’m exhausted.”

“You’re welcome. And if you need me…”

He doesn’t even have to finish his statement. “I know Dad. I’ll call you. I promise.” I place a quick kiss on his cheek and then move to my car and slip inside before taking a huge steadying breath.

I need to find Bodhi.

Right. Fucking. Now.

I’ve been sitting outsideof Bodhi’s building for almost an hour. The doorman said he’s not home. For all I know he’s lying to me thinking I’m some kind of crazed fan wanting to see where the famous Bodhi Roche lives. I even showed him my ID to prove I’m Coach Hick’s daughter, but the man simply shook his head and apologized, explaining again that Bodhi wasn’t home.

So here I am on a bench outside his building because security is tight here for their own benefit. In the time I’ve been sitting here, I’ve watched clouds roll in off the coast, and then I watched as the skies opened up and it began to rain.

It hasn’t rained in weeks and now…it’s pouring.

I guess I deserve this. I’m drenched and sitting here all alone on this bench because I can’t make myself get up and leave. I need to talk to Bodhi. I need to make this right. Whatever I can do.

What if he’s sitting somewhere all alone, sad and hurt because I lied to him?

What if he’s mad at me, as he should be, and is purposely trying not to be found?

What if he felt so blindsided by me that he found someone else?

What if he hates me?

What if he tells my dad I used him?

Larger droplets of rain hit the top of my head as my phone dings in my pocket. There’s a spark of adrenaline in my chest at the thought of getting a message from Bodhi but when I see Layken’s name, my body deflates.

Layken

Hey. You alright?

Me

No. Will explain later.

Layken

Can I assume this is Bodhi Roche related?

Me

Yes. Why?

Layken

Because he’s standing outside our building drenched and looking for you. Are you not upstairs?

I shoot up from the bench and stare at Layken’s message before rapidly texting her back.

Me

WHAT? No! I’m not upstairs! I’m sitting in front of HIS building…also drenched and waiting for him.

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