"Both?" I frown. "What does this have to do with me?"
But Delaney's heading for the door, heels clicking decisively.
"Three o'clock, Lane. Don't be late." She pauses at the threshold, shooting one last look over her shoulder. "And Zoey? You might want to clear your schedule too. I'll give you a call, girl."
The door chimes shut behind Delaney, and the silence that follows feels even bigger than before.
Colt turns to me, eyes wide with confusion. "What the hell was that about?"
"I have absolutely no idea." But my stomach is already knotting, because Delaney Evans doesn't dorandom. Every move she makes is perfectly designed, especially when a Snow Leopard's hockey star is involved.
And she just looked at me and Colt like we were pieces on her personal chessboard.
Nope. Whatever this is, I'm not doing it.
I have school pickup in two hours. I have a bakery to run. A daughter who needs me to bepresent, not distracted by whatever scheme Delaney's cooking up.
I can do this, I remind myself firmly.I've done it before.
I've survived worse than one handsome hockey player with sad eyes.
I just have to keep my distance.
Simple…
Right?
Chapter 3
Colt
The elevator doors slide open on the executive floor of The Leopard Den, and I make my way down the corridor, past framed photos of last season's highlights and a massive window showcasing the mountains.
Delaney's office door is slightly ajar, and I'm about to knock when Paige Maddison's voice drifts through the gap.
"—and I swear to God, Delaney, the man isincredible. So last night Cade—"
"Oh my God,yay!" Delaney's voice drips with delighted anticipation. "I need details. Tate's been traveling with the high school team, and I'm living vicariously through everyone else's orgasms. Spill babe,spill."
I hear them both giggle and decide to eavesdrop for a bit longer. Hearing about Cade's sex life? This could be good payback material for messing with my playlist.
"So you know how we always say hockey players have such good stamina?" Paige sounds breathlessly excited. "Well… threetimes last night.Three, Delaney. And then he made me breakfast this morning. Pancakes that were shaped like hearts. While shirtless."
"That bastard." Delaney sighs wistfully as I lean against the wall outside her office, smirking. "Tate made me cereal last week and acted like he deserved a medal."
"Oh yeah. And Cade does this thing with his tongue where he—"
Okay, nope.I knock loudly on the doorframe.
"Ladies! Your favorite sidelined superstar has arrived."
Through the gap, I watch Paige's face cycle through about six shades of red as she suddenly finds her nails very interesting.
Delaney just grins and waves me in.
"Colt! Perfect timing." She pops something into her mouth and slides a Frost Café takeaway cup aside. "We were just discussing... team morale."
"Uh-huh." I step inside, letting my gaze sweep over the desk.
