Page 235 of On His Team

He shrugs. “Mara shared everybody’s locations with everybody.”

“Why?”

“Safety.”

“You use it for surveillance.”

“Also safety.”

I get out before I have to keep talking to him. Gianna walks down the path toward me with her hands tucked into the sleeves of her sweatshirt.

She smiles.

I leave my bag in the truck.

The second she reaches me, I put both arms around her.

She laughs into my chest. “Hey, Laurens.”

“What’s up, G?”

She smiles. “You got an assist, baby.”

I grin. “Yeah.”

She tilts her head back. “A good one.”

“It was okay.”

“I saw it,” she says. “The second look. I knew what you were doing before the announcer did.”

That gets my attention. “You did now?”

“Yes.”

“Look at you.”

“I know hockey.”

“Little bit.”

She hits my chest with the side of her fist.

I catch her hand before she can pull it away and kiss her knuckles. Her face changes. I like being able to do that to her.

“Are you staying?” I ask.

“At Hawthorne?”

“Yeah.”

“Tonight?”

I nod.

Gianna studies me for half a second and smiles. “You just spent a week with me.”

“I know.”