Page 47 of When Alec Met Evie
We’ve talked about our families. My teammates. All our favorites. Music. Movies. Books. Food.
She told me the story of her water breaking on a train car halfway between Manhattan and White Plains, and how Meganwas the only reason she didn’t completely lose her mind while they waited for whatever malfunction had stalled them to be repaired. She made it to the hospital in time, but barely.
I told her about the time I fell asleep in the top bunk of a sleeper bus and didn’t wake up until I was locked inside a bus lot in Chicago, five miles from the arena with less than an hour before puck drop.
For once, I don’t mind so much that my closest friends on the team spend so much of their time texting their girlfriends or calling their wives. Because now, I have someone to talk to as well.
In all my past relationships, it’s never been this easy. It definitely wasn’t with Riley.
Not that I’m in a relationship with Evie. This is just friendship. Ithinkit’s just friendship?
We’re outside of Philadelphia, an hour from our destination when a new message pops up.
Evie
ALEC. There is a lot of Midnight Rush on your playlist.
I chuckle as I type out my response.
Alec
It’s two songs. That’s not a lot. And they’re good songs.
Evie
It’s FOUR songs.
Alec
Real men aren’t afraid of boybands.
Evie
Can I put that on a t-shirt for you?
Alec
I’d wear it.
Evie
Consider it done. Your Instagram fans will love it.
Alec
Evie, do you follow me on Instagram? Is that what you’re admitting here?
Evie
Don’t let it go to your head. I find the comments very entertaining.
Alec
AND you read the comments?
Evie
Mostly so I can laugh at the lack of hockey knowledge people have. I swear, a lot of your fans don’t even watch the games.
