Page 72 of Honey Undone
Kaia’s mood shifted from the words, whatever it was that Boone preached when they were alone fell silently between them and she nodded while taking a deep breath and giving his cheek a playful slap. “Let’s get fucking drunk!” She yelled, shaking off the tense mood as she beelined for the bar.
SARAH
Coach laid the package out on the desk, “They want you in California at the end of season.”
“Are you serious?” I took the folder and started to flip through the contract.
“Absolutely,” Coach smiled at me, “You’ve been impressing the hell out of everyone Addy, they were bound to take notice eventually, and you earned this shot.”
“End of season?” I said again, rubbing the page about temporary housing between my fingers.
“They want you leading the Premier League next year, this is big,” Coach reminded me like I wasn’t aware of the pressure it placed on my shoulders.
“Do I have time to think about it?” I asked her and she nodded.
“Get back to me by the end of the week so we can start the paperwork officially,” she added as I stood up from my chair.
“Thanks Coach… for everything,” I said, waving the papers in the air with a smile on my face, leaving the office I whipped out my phone. My fingers took me to texting Jensen but I stared at the phone with a heavy heart…
“He’s genuinely perfect, Minty, not a damn thing wrong with him.” Kaia cooed from the living room floor as she nursed her hangover the night after the Hollow. She refused to talk about what happened with Christian but I knew that the fight had been bad if Boone was willing to step in.
Usually he would buffer, make jokes and shuffle them inside for a drink. Despite what was so clearly obvious to everyone else around him, Boone did an alright job lying to himself but we all knew how he really felt about Kaia. They had gone hometogether last night and despite Kaia denying that anything happened, it was never with certainty that it didn’t.
“Maybe he has crooked toes or doesn’t eat bananas,” I shrugged, hanging upside down on the couch with a popsicle between my lips. It had been unbearably hot the last few days in Harbor and my apartment’s air conditioning was broken, leaving both Kaia and I to sweat out the booze from our system.
“He doesn’t, and he does,” she said, rolling onto her stomach with a grunt. “Just admit it, Jensen is perfect and you’re fucked.”
“If you weren’t here, I could be,” I groaned and Kaia lost it laughing.
I hated how right she was though, staring at my phone I realized just how fucked I was.
So wait, the dude died and they CGI’d his face onto the brothers to finish the movie? That’s messed up.
Do you eat bananas?
What?
Bananas, do you eat them?
Yeah…
And your toes are straight?
Are you being kidnapped because if this is some secret code, I’m confused and you’ll never be rescued at this rate.
I closed our messages and opened one from Taylor, asking him to meet me at the Hollow. It was quiet inside during lunch, only Brighton was around while Boone dealt with the lunch rush in the back. He nodded to me, bringing me a drink and silently went back to what he was doing.
“Addy,” Taylor said, coming around the table and taking his normal spot beside me. “What’s with the emergency texts?”
“This,” I pointed to the folder and heard Bright greet Zane behind my back.
“Holy shit,” Zane slipped into his chair, “is that?”
“A Cali contract.”
“Damn, Addy,” he flipped through it, shoving his glasses over his nose and putting on his best lawyer face. “This is fucking intense, they’re offering you so much money.”
“It feels…unreal?” I said.
