Page 7 of Broken Hearts
Pity. He really is nice to look at.
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Rhett
Adam and Maverick walk down the hallway toward Jordan, Liam, and me. We’re still waiting outside of the trainer’s room.
“What’s going on?” Adam’s worried expression darts between us.
I bypass his question to ask my own. “What are you guys doing here?”
“I texted them,” Liam says. “I wasn’t sure how serious it was.”
“Having a real bang-up day, aren’t you?” Mav asks, shaking his head with a grin.
“She’s fine.” I think. I hope. I’ve never seen someone fly through the air like that. She probably weighs a hundred pounds, and I hit her skating fast to reach a puck Jordan knocked toward her side of the rink. I was afraid it would hit her, or she’d trip over it. I should have let it go. Hindsight is a real bitch.
“Is she still in there?” Adam points toward the open doorway.
“Yeah.”
“You two can take off,” Adam tells Liam and Jordan. “Thanks for the heads-up.”
I push off the wall and slap hands with Jordan and then Liam. “Thanks for staying.”
“Try not to make anyone else cry today,” Jordan says and then juts his chin toward the trainer’s room. “But, uh, if she needs consoling like Layla did, I’m wide open.”
“Yeah, yeah, you’re a real Prince Charming,” Adam says and shoves at his shoulder. “How about you get some rest tonight so you can get your ass back here at six in the morning?”
Jordan salutes him with his middle finger. “Aye, aye, captain.” He looks to me. “Later, lady-killer.”
Adam keeps up his tough-guy act until they’re gone. His serious expression melts into a wide smirk. “Tired? Sleeping okay?”
I glare at Maverick.
“I didn’t tell him,” he insists, raising his hands in front of him.
“Actually, it was Heath I overheard telling the story of your narcoleptic hookup.” Adam leans against the wall, smiling at my expense.
“Does everyone already know?” It’s rhetorical. Of course, they do.
Mav answers anyway. “Kind of hard to keep a story like that to yourself.”
“Ah, relax,” Adam says. “I’m impressed in a weird sort of way. At least you’re getting back out there. And I’m glad we finally have some embarrassing stories to lord over you. God knows you have plenty on me.”
“That’s a fact.”
Adam crosses both arms across his chest. “So, you fell asleep hooking up with one girl, and then you came here to blow off some steam and took out another chick?”
I rub my forehead with two fingers.
“Is that an accurate summary of your day, buddy?” Maverick asks.
“I fucking hate you guys.”
Adam tosses his head back and laughs. “Who is she anyway? Liam just said a skater.”
“I don’t know.”
