Page 128 of Over the Moon

He shut my door, and I pulled out of the parking lot and drove about a block before I pulled over and the dam opened.

I sobbed until I had no tears left in me.

And when I walked into my apartment, I knew that everything had changed.

There was no fixing this now.

thirty-one

. . .

Clark

“Dude,”Weston said, as he came into the locker room where I was talking to Scotty. He was feeling down on himself after his showing on the ice today.

I looked up at Weston and immediately moved to my feet. He looked pissed off, and he was not a guy who reacted unless something was seriously wrong. “You all right? What happened?”

“Doc just got escorted out of the building.”

“What? By who?” I was already moving, and he was right on my ass.

“Bullet just escorted her to her car. Her face was swollen, and she was obviously crying and upset.”

“Motherfucker,” I hissed, and I was jogging now.

Wizz and Lefty were just coming out of the lounge, and they followed us. “What the fuck is going on?”

“Doc just got escorted out of the building. We don’t know,” Weston said.

But I knew.

I fucking knew.

I turned the corner and saw Bullet walking ahead of me, and I shouted at him. I met him last year, and he was a good guy. He used to be a Navy SEAL with Wolf and came to work security for the team after he retired from the military.

“What the fuck, Bullet? You escorted her out of the building? Are you fucking kidding me right now? She’s a part of this team.”

“Do not come at me, Chadwick. This was not my choice. I was called up to Sebastian’s office and asked to take her to her car. That’s all I know,” he said, his hands up as if he had no choice.

He was clearly just doing his job.

I gave him a nod and started jogging toward the elevator. Toward Sebastian’s office. Weston, Wizz, and Lefty were right beside me.

“What’s going on, brother?” Weston asked when it was just the four of us on the elevator.

“Too much to explain right now,” I said, as the doors opened, and I moved right past Sebastian’s assistant, who was probably still processing that we’d run right past her without stopping.

I pushed the door open to find Coach Gable, Randall, and Scarlett all sitting in chairs, with Sebastian behind his desk. Randall was seated on the other side of the office, which was odd. There were papers on the floor, and I quickly realized that they were copies straight out of our notebook.

My eyes found Randall. “You petty motherfucker. You couldn’t help yourself, could you?”

He moved to his feet and stepped toward me. “You are fucking an employee, Chadwick. And she happens to be your coach’s daughter, you dumb motherfucker.”

I pulled my arm back on instinct, ready to knock him through a wall, when Weston and Wizz both grabbed me, holding me back. Sebastian came around his desk and moved between us. John was there now, standing beside me, as well.

“Chadwick, that is not going to help anything,” Sebastian said.

Scarlett was on her feet, looking pale and stressed out, and it was apparent that this had been a heated meeting long before I arrived.

---