She’s quiet for a moment, I lock eyes with Avery, who raises a brow at me. I shrug and open my mouth to speak again, but Elena beats me and asks, “And which client are you referring to and why?”
I swallow hard and admit, “Taylor Evans. We slept together, and I’ve just found out I’m pregnant.”
She’s quiet again before she laughs, making me and Avery jump. Shock rides through me at her reaction.
“Love, do you have any idea how many calls I receive from women claiming to be pregnant with a client’s child for a big payday?” I grind my back teeth angrily as the woman finishes, “Nice try. Why don’t you trap someone else, little girl, because you’re playing with the big league, and you’ll lose.”
That said, she hangs up. My mouth hangs open in surprise as Avery and I stare at the phone in shock.
“Well, his agent’s a bitch,” she mutters, and I nod and ask, “What am I going to do?”
Avery looks at me with determination and replies, “Then we’ll have him served just so he gets the message, if that doesn’t work, we’ll annoy his agent until she listens.” I nod, and Avery takes me into her arms and whispers, “I promise everything will be okay.”
Every inch of me hopes and prays she's right, especially when we haven’t even discussed how we will tell our parents, who are still adamant about me marrying Zane-hole and will most likely disown me meaning she will follow suit because of her husband.
Damn, they’re going to disown me.
That thought hurts more than I thought it would.
Chapter 6
Taylor – A Week Later
I groan as the hot water runs over my body, soothing the aches and pains.
“How in the fuck did we let our old timers beat us!” Leo snaps, I smirk as the guys laugh at his anger and embarrassment that his father, who has never played hockey before, had beaten us.
“Because they had my dad,” I answer him with amusement, the guys all murmur in agreement as I wash my body.
Today was a charity game, us pros against our fathers, some who were pros, others who barely skated before to help raise money for children’s hospitals in the US. We lost by one and only because my father cheated several fucking times.
The fucker got me in the sin bin one too many times, but hey, it was all for fun and raising money for sick kids. I can’t complain like Leo is doing, but at least everyone saw him cheating, sothey knew he couldn’t beat me fair and square, which is a good fucking feeling.
“Only because your dad cheated,” Ezra echoes my thoughts. I laugh and reply, “And the ref decided to ignore it all,” causing the guys to laugh with me, except for Leo, who curses us out for not taking things seriously and storms out of the showers making us laugh louder.
The problem with Leo is the fucker is competitive, but today was just fun, the crowd loved it.
“You boys still sulking!?” I hear a shout. I roll my eyes as I grab my towel and shout back, “Did your old coach know that you’re a cheat, Dad?”As I quickly dry my body in the stall before wrapping the towel around my waist.
Laughter radiates around me, I smirk as I leave the showers to find my dad and brother in the locker room.
Dylan grins, I shake my head as I grab my shirt and quickly put it on. Then, I grab my jeans, pull them on underneath my towel before removing the wet cotton, throwing them on the bench, and doing my jeans up.
“I can’t believe you let Dad get away with riling you up,” Dyl says, shaking his head with mock disappointment, I chuckle as I grab my socks and sit.
“Tell me about it, just be fucking thankful he doesn’t play quarterback,” I reply. He winces, then looks at Dad with wide eyes, who just grins like a fucker as he states, “Actually, I played football in high school for a while before I decided the ice was my calling,” I shake my head as I slip my sneakers on.
“Stay away from my field old man,” Dylan snaps playfully and I laugh along with everyone in the room.
“Hey, Cap,” Jack says loudly, we all look his way as he tries to run to me, but the fucker still has his skates on and stumbles several times, making the guys chuckle. I give him a chin lift and ask, “What’s up?”
He breathes heavily and asks, “That girl you’ve been looking for,” I glare at Ezra and Leo. Both look everywhere but at me, as the boys all look at me in shock before I look back at Jack and nod, confirming that I have indeed been looking for a girl seems as if those fuckers have let the cat out of the bag and he asks, “She have dark red curly hair, roughly five-four or five?”
I frown but nod, and he huffs, confirming, “Her name is Penelope, right? I mean, that’s what Ez said it was.”
Okay, the fucker has my attention, I stand and demand, “What about her?”
He puts his hands up and regretfully tells me, “I heard some girl shout Penelope in the crowd, I looked to see this petite woman, gorgeous by the way, with dark green eyes looking around all the players like she was looking for a certain one.” I suck in a breath and step forward to rush outside but pause when he says, “I went to go grab her but fuck Tay, I’m sorry she was gone by the time I made it through all the fans.”