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Jeremy
“I’ve got it,” he said, snagging the bag of Gold souvenirs from Melody.
It was full to bursting, the presents for her nieces and nephews putting the plastic bag to its limits.
But she’d insisted on finding something special for each one of her nieces and nephews before she left the store.
It was sweet.
It was Melody.
She’d sent Tiffany and Wyatt off, tried to send him off as well, not wanting him to miss any of the game while she did her shopping.
But he’d stayed, not wanting to leave her alone.
And maybe that made him one of those controlling, alpha-holes that Teresa had been comparing him to.
Maybe hewascontrolling.
He preferred to think that he just cared.
Smothering a groan, knowing he wasn’t any closer to an answer that made sense in his head, or one that he could stand tokeepin his head, he rolled his shoulders.
“I can take that, you know.”
He blinked, glanced down at Melody who was smiling up at him. “I’m fine.”
The words were terse.
The words wiped that smile off Melody’s face. “Okay,” she whispered.
Fuck. He was an asshole.
He caught her arm, squeezed it lightly. “I’m sorry,” he said gently. “It’s been a hell of a week.”
“You were rolling your shoulders like they hurt.” Another whisper, so quiet he had to lean close to hear her over the din of the arena. “I didn’t want you to hurt on my account.”
Ass. Hole.
He leaned a little closer, squeezed her arm again. “I’m sorry,” he said again. “It’s not you. I promise.”
A nod.
And he found himself moving closer still, cupping her cheek. “I really am sorry.”
She nodded again, face gentling. “It’s okay.”
It wasn’t, but he didn’t want to draw this out further, so he just dropped his hand, straightened, and nodded toward the opening that would lead down to their seats. “Should we go watch some hockey?”
Melody smiled and they started walking. “You go ahead. I’m going to grab myself a drink and some snacks. Do you want anything?”
“No,” he said, veering toward the food counter. “What do you want?”
“I can get it—”
He pulled out his wallet. “What do you want, Mel?”
“A pretzel, M&Ms, and a Diet Coke.”
