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“No word from your sister yet?” Talia asked.
Jordan shook her head. They should’ve been here by now. “Donna said they were staying in town, not far from here.” Today was the big day. Her nephew was not only getting the chance to meet Harrison Dash, but little did he know, Talia had convinced Harrison to bring a group of the guys. Levi was going to be so surprised!
“Did I tell you that Noah was over at our house again yesterday? He only asked about you a dozen times.” Talia chuckled.
“Why? He stops here at least once a day.” Jordan sounded as if she was complaining, but deep down she kind of liked it. He could get food anywhere, even eat lunch at the arena after morning skates, or at the practice facility after practice. She knew the team had a chef there. But he chose to eat at The Sin Bin. As annoying at it was, any girl would find it a little cute.
“And we all know why he stops by.”
“Because he has to eat?” Jordan teased. But she wasn’t oblivious to the fact that he came in here to flirt with her, and that every time she looked his way, he had eyes on her. “Not all guys are talented in the kitchen.”
Talia shrugged with a grin. Harrison was big on meal prepping and didn’t do too badly in the kitchen. Talia was the one who wasn’t a fan of cooking, which was possibly ironic since she owned a fabulous restaurant.
“Anyway, you should’ve seen Noah with Dakota. She just adores him. D will just stare and smile at him for hours.”
“Isn’t that what most of the females do around him?” Jordan teased.
Talia continued, as if she were ignoring Jordan’s remark. “When he’s around no one else exists. D has no interest in me or Harrison. Noah should’ve been a manny.”
“Yeah?” Jordan laughed. “Noah as a manny?”
It was an amusing thought, Noah covered in diapers and a baby bag instead of adoring female fans.
“You have to admit that he’s cute,” Talia pressed.
“I guess he’s alright.” Of course she thought he was cute, but she didn’t have the time to walk around stroking someone’s ego all day. Plus, the second he knew she thought he was nice looking, he was sure to put his flirting game into overdrive.
Jordan busied herself at another table. She was excited. She couldn’t wait to see her sister and nephew again, and it had been a long time since she’d been in an ice rink.
“Excuse me, waitress,” a voice said from behind her.
Jordan never liked being mistaken for a waitress. There was nothing wrong with the occupation, but she had paid her dues and had spent many years waitressing to get to where she was now. Turning on her heel, she smiled and gently corrected their mistake. “I’m actually the manager, but how can I help you?” But instead of just a random patron standing there, it was her sister, trying not to laugh. “Donna! I thought I recognized that voice!”
Donna hugged her tight. “I tried to disguise my voice.”
“You were supposed to call me once you’d checked in. I was going to come get you.” She turned to her brother-in-law, Bill, and then to her nephew, Levi. She bear hugged the little boy. “I owe you one kiss for every day since I saw you last!”
Jorden got only two kisses in before his cheeks turned dark pink, and she decided to hug him relentlessly instead. “You’ve gotten so big! What are your parents feeding you?”
Levi shrugged. “You know, the usual. But Grammy feeds me a lot of pasta and cookies.”
“I bet that’s it! The miracle pasta and cookie diet!”
Levi just giggled. He was nine years old, but much taller than she remembered. His big blue eyes were full of spunk. She noticed a hockey bag was on his shoulder.
“Where is your hotel? I still need to change real quick, but we could get you checked in before we—”
“Sis, take a breath. Turns out our hotel is right next door.”
“Don’t ever ask your sister to read a street map,” Bill mocked, “because apparently you’ll end up in Canada.”
Donna shook her head playfully. “That’s what GPS is for. And you would know you were headed to Canada long before we ended up in Canada. I mean, you can’t miss customs at the border. And there are probably signs long before that,” she added nonchalantly.
“Anyway, we’re already settled in,” Bill continued.
“Levi has been anxious to get to the rink,” Donna said. “He brought his stuff, hoping he could get a picture holding his stick with Harrison Dash.”
“Oh, I’m sure that will be possible,” Talia interrupted with a smile. “My husband loves the camera.”
