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“What are you talking about?” I ask, dreading where this conversation is going.
“The Frozen Four. The NHL. All of it. I pushed myself this hard because Mia was the one who wanted me to go all the way. She was the one who said I could do it. I don’t know. It just feels wrong without her here,” he says, dropping his head into his hands.
I snuggle into his side. “Do you think you would have still tried to make it to the NHL if Mia hadn’t suggested it herself?”
He’s thoughtful for a short while before looking up at me. “Yeah, I guess. It’s every little boy’s dream to be in the NHL. I just didn’t think it was possible until Mia convinced me it was.”
“Do you love playing?” I ask.
“Yeah.”
“Now, do you play because you love it or because Mia wanted this for you?”
“Both,” he admits.
“Would you want Mia to give up on something she loves because you weren’t around anymore?” I ask, climbing up over his hips to straddle him, giving me a perfect view of his face.
He places his hands down on my thighs. “Of course not.”
“Then, assuming she was as stubborn as you are, I think she would have been mighty pissed if she knew you were even considering giving up. If you truly love hockey and it’s your dream to be in the NHL, then you need to go for it. Do it for Mia, but mostly, do it for yourself.”
He lets out a deep breath and pulls me down to him. “You’re amazing.”
“I try,” I say, then grind my hips down on his, desperately needing his touch. The last time I had him was the rough night in the shower. “I’ve missed this,” I tell him as my lips come down on his.
I feel him harden beneath me. “I know. I’m sorry. Let me make it up to you,” he promises, and make it up to me he does.
“Crap,it’searly,”Sophieyawns as we meet the rest of the team at the airport.
“No, it’s not,” I laugh. “You just couldn’t get your ass out of bed.”
We had the Skate Benefit Night last night and it was huge. There were kids everywhere in their little hockey skates and Dragons jerseys. It was amazing. They had the time of their lives when all my boys came out to skate with them, and I must say, it was great to see Miller enjoying himself, even if it was just for a little bit.
My favorite part was when Coach Harris asked me and Sophie to come up and present the huge novelty check, for $150,000.00, to the Denver Youth Hockey Program. He even gave us a special mention, saying none of this would have been possible without us.
Even Professor Whitaker came along to support the boys, and she let me and Sophie know just how proud she was of us. But after still celebrating at the ice rink until 1 a.m., Coach finally sent all the boys home to get some rest.
Which puts us here at the airport, tired as fuck, as we wait for our flight to be called. My phone rings deep in my pocket, and I pull it out, finding a private number.
“Hello,” I say, curious as to who would be calling me.
“Danielle, hi. It’s Officer Samuels,” she says. “I tried to call you a few times, but there was no answer.”
“Oh sorry. We have had quite a busy week,” I explain. I called her a few days ago explaining why we wouldn’t be making it to court. She understood, sent her condolences, and said that our statement alone should be enough to get things over the line.
“Yes, that’s right. Anyway, I wanted to call and let you know what happened at court.”
“Oh, of course,” I say, getting up and walking over to a quiet area of the airport so I can hear every damn word she says.
“It was a success. The trial has been set for three months from now. Brett will remain behind bars, without bail. If all goes well at trial, he’ll be convicted of abuse, attempted rape, arson, and attempted murder. He will be going away for a long time,” she assures me.
“Wow, that’s great,” I say with relief. “Is there anything you need from me?”
“No, that’s it. It’s all over. You are free to get on with your life,” she tells me.
“Holy crap,” I sigh. “Thank you so much.”
“It was my pleasure. Have a good day,” she says, then ends our call.
