Page 29 of Fear of Intimacy

“How are things with you guys?” I asked, glad to have the conversation directed away from me.

“Great. Actually,” he looked over at the three of us, lowering his voice, “I’m going to ask her to move in with me.”

“That’s great, Bry.” Wyatt patted him on the shoulder with a grin. I sent him one of my own. Mila and Bryton were perfect for each other.

Bryton kept his relationship with her hidden from us for a while. We knew something was up when he would bail on going out after a game or showed up to practice with a grin on his face. One day, Mila came to a game and the next she was a part of our little group. The two just melded together perfectly.

I'd never seen Bryton so happy. He was always more of the quiet type. When we did go out to celebrate, women flocked to him but he rarely gave them the time of day. He would just smile politely and make a little small talk but that was it. He’s taken a few girls home but anyone could tell he didn’t want that type of life. Then he met Mila.

“We basically live together anyway, but I want us to get our own place together.”

“Proud of you, man.” Landon tapped Bryton’s leg. It sounds weird but Landon has always been that older brother figure to Bryton and me. Neither of us had someone like that in our lives and Landon filled that role.

“When are you going to ask her?” I asked.

“I think tonight. I don’t want to overshadow Wyatt’s day tomorrow.” I caught his nervous undertone as he spoke.

“Don’t worry, she’ll say yes. You two are practically married anyway.” Wyatt added. Which was true. They had been together for well over a year now.

“I couldn’t live without her.” Something about his words settled in my chest, making me once again glance at Tasha. Not that I was thinking about marrying Tasha any time soon,but it made me wonder if there was a chance I could have what Bryton and Mila had.

“Where are you going?”Landon glanced over from his spot on the little couch our room had.

“I’m just going for a walk. I’ll be back in a bit,” I lied. I wasn’t in the mood to explain where I really was going. Plus, I wasn’t sure Tasha would show. After dinner, I tried to catch her eye but she was too busy talking with Josie. Who knew if our plan to meet up again tonight was still on.

Landon looked at me skeptically but didn’t say anything as I grabbed a jacket and headed out of the room. I was more than tempted to knock on Tasha’s hotel door, but if she was anything like me, she probably didn’t want Lydia to know where she was going. So, ignoring the urge, I made my way down to the lobby.

I stood off to the side, waiting for Tasha, when I heard my name.

“Trevor Hall!” Glancing over to my right, I noticed a group of three guys staring at me in shock.

“Dude, you are the best right winger in the league!” I chuckled under my breath at their expressions. Each one seemed starstruck as they walked over to me.

“Congrats on the Cup win, man. That last shot right when the buzzer went off was epic!”

Even after all these years of fans coming up to me, I wasn’t entirely used to it. Hearing someone go on about how talented and amazing you were was awkward. I never really knew what to say back. I typically just smiled and said thank you.

“Thanks. It was a group effort,” I replied politely.

“Can we get a picture with you?” one of the guys asked.

“Of course.” I never said no when people asked for a picture or for me to sign something. We had great fans. The least I could do was take a quick second to say hi and pose for a picture. While the three tried to decide who would take the picture, a new voice interrupted them.

“I’ll take it.” Tasha stood off to the side, looking between the guys and me. My eyes ran over her body, taking in the jacket she was wearing. The same jacket I put on her last night. It hung off her slim frame and if it wasn’t for the sweats she had on, it would have looked like she didn’t have pants on.

The sight of her in my jacket sent a wave of possessiveness through me. I really liked the way she looked in it. The fact she was wearing it tonight made my lips twitch. While I was busy staring at Tasha, the three guys handed her a phone and came to stand beside me.

“Say,Go Knights,” Tasha said, holding the phone up. I caught her teasing smirk, knowing she did that on purpose. Resisting the urge to roll my eyes, I went along and said the phrase with the three guys.

Tasha liked to torture me as she took quite a few photos before finally putting the phone down.

“Thanks for the pictures, man.” All three shook my hand. “Bring us back another Cup win.”

“We’ll try.” I said, shaking their hands. Almost like kids in a candy store, the three grabbed the phone from Tasha, talking animatedly as they walked off.

“Wow, who knew you were so famous,” she teased, coming up to my side.

“You’re looking at the second most followed hockey player in the league.” I flashed her a smile and put my arms out.

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