Page 72 of Love From Left Field (Knights of Passion)

“And I set us back.” Seamus walked a few steps down the hall and sat on a bench designed for visitors. “My wife stopped by and read me the riot act. Something about trying to kill myself, destroying our marriage and some other stuff. My doctor thinks I need to step back, that my time has come and gone.”

“What do you want to do?”

“I’m tired, Wainright. These days are killing me. I just hate being out of control, like my heart is dictating my life.”

Lucas sat on the bench next to him. “Maybe it’s time to make room for the next generation.”

“Do you think she’d come back? Take over the team?”

Lucas shrugged. “Maybe, if the situation was right. She loves the Knights. She’s good for them.”

“What about you? Where will you go?”

Lucas laughed. “As far away from here as possible. My ghosts are buried. I’m headed to Seattle.”

Seamus nodded, hands braced on his knees. “I have an idea. It might work, but I’ll need your help. Can I count on you?”

“You’re not afraid that I’ll steal the team?”

Seamus shook his head. “You had all the chances to do that. Instead, you tried to help Miranda. No, you may be the only one who can help me now. Help Miranda. Are you in?”

Lucas nodded. “I don’t need to be in Seattle for a few weeks.”

“Good. Let’s get started.”

Lucas followed his former enemy into the owner’s office to make plans for their redemption.

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