Page 51 of Unmasking Love
"Thanks Bryson," the reporter starts and then I hear "whoa!"
I look back at the camera to see Felix and Duncan squirting Bryson, and the reporter behind him, with water. It's the hockey equivalent of dumping the gatorade cooler.
The locker room is buzzing. There’s talk of tomorrow’s Halloween party, the guys with kids promising they’ll stop by for trick or treating. The single guys asking Felix if he’s invited any girls.
My mind flies to Harper and our texts from earlier. It was definitely flirty and while I still don’t know who Jared is I don’t really care. She wants to see me naked and I want to find a way to make that happen.
“Young Gun, you in?” Bryson asks from across the room.
“For what?” I have to ask because I wasn't listening to them. I was thinking about Harper, naked.
“For the club tonight? French Fry is going to drive and he called ahead to get a table in the back. We’re celebrating the win and my birthday!”
“Yeah, I’m in.”
“You can rack your bike on the back of my car!” Felix says with excitement in his eyes.
I laugh, “Will do, Bud.”
Chapter 14
Harper
"Hi, I'm Bryson. And it's my birthday."
"Sowhat'sitgoingto be this year? Sexy witch? Sexy nurse?"
"How about Sexy Couch Potato?" I suggest and Wes tsks like he's ashamed of me.
"No. Unacceptable. We're going out tomorrow night in costumes."
"Fine, I'll pull something together."
"Thank you. Now, what are you doing tonight?"
"Just finishing up something on T.V. and then I'm gonna head to bed."
"I don't hear Hungry Eyes playing so I hope you're not watching something truly depressing."
"I'm not. It was, umm, the hockey game."
"What?" Wes laughs.
"Shut up. It's an exciting sport and, well, Aiden has been texting me a lot lately so it's nice to have something to talk to him about."
"You're watching hockey games so you can have a better text conversation with a client?"
"He's more than a client. He's been checking-in on me since all the shit with Crispin."
"More like checking you out." Wes teases and I laugh because I can’t believe we talked about me seeing him naked today. I haven’t been able to get it out of my mind. And seeing him playing with that puppy on TV only fueled the itty bitty crush I have on him.
Alright, I lied. It’s much bigger than an itty bitty crush. It’s bordering on obsession.
"If only." I sigh. We haven’t seen each other since he brought me lunch but there was a road trip and I haven’t found another house to show him so there’s been no reason to get together.
But, I fall asleep thinking about him, wake up having dreamt about him, and the brightest parts of my day are when we’re texting. Hopefully asking to see him without any clothes on helped clue him in to the fact I’d like to go out with him.
"Listen, I know I haven't been around as much after this break up but maybe that's a good thing.” Wes says sincerely. “This is a change of pace for you and your dating world could use a shake up."
