Chapter 34
Aiden
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Iblinkmyeyesopen and discover a dark room. I drifted off with Harper in my arms and I’m convinced it’s the only place in the world she belongs. I know there are deeper fears and insecurities in her but I am in no hurry to expose them.
Not because I’m afraid or I’m avoiding them.
But because I want to spend my entire life getting to know Harper better. A little more every day.
I slide out of bed and piss. The sea sickness is gone and I’ve got a game tonight so I need to rehydrate as best I can. With the coconut water in hand, I take a seat in the corner and open up my phone.
I’ve missed a hundred and seven texts since I last checked it before the ill-fated snorkeling attempt.
No surprise they’re all from the Big Guns Team Chat. I skim through the highlights.
DUNCAN:
Can your dick get sunburned?
BRYSON:
What would sunscreen on a dick look like? That really white stuff? Freaky.
EMMETT:
Yes your dick can get sunburned. Best to leave it in your trunks on this trip.
I scroll further.
FELIX:
Is Young Gun coming out tonight?
CROSBY:
He’s sick.
FELIX:
SICK?! Why didn’t anyone tell me? Does he need a doctor?
CROSBY:
I ran into Luke in the lobby who said he was sea sick. Harper is helping him rehydrate I guess.
FELIX:
Fucking dehydrates you so she better not be fixing it that way.
Shit. We’re going to need to call up a beer league guy for backup.
CROSBY:
Nah, Luke had coconut water and ginger ale. Aiden will be fine.
I nod along and mentally thank Crosby for getting the information right. Still I send a one-off text to Felix and assure him that I’m recovering and will be ready to play tomorrow. I’m getting a good night’s sleep and replenishing my fluids.