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We’d get it back.
Wegetit back.
“BR,” my dad snapped, “I asked if you could hear me?”
I’d lost my cool—just slightly—during one of the many interviews I’d done in the last couple of days. Mainly because for the lastmonth, I’d dealt with a barrage of stupid questions after a barrage of stupid fucking interviews. Yes, the town needed the press—we needed the donations and the focus and the attention to make sure River’s Bend got back to how it used to be.
But being in the press so much meant thatIwas in the press.
Not the town.
Me.
Andthatmeant the press wasn’t always positive.
Andthatmeant the reception tomewasn’t always positive.
The questions got dumb, and the interviewers today thought it’d be more interesting to push me and accuse me of seeking attention.
Iwas, of course. Just not for me.
“BR.”
Jumping, I glanced up at my dad.
Who was giving me his quintessentialDadlook. His superpower was embracing the three D’s—disappointment, disapproval, and discontent.
“I heard you, Dad,” I said, deliberately not looking to the right, to the two men—big and strong and so much taller than me, both attractive and athletic, (and only one whose name I knew…coincidentally that being the one who I’d fucked). “Now, I’m glad you stopped by, but I have more work to do.”
Something else I said that earned another Dad Look.
He didn’t like to be dismissed, and I wasn’t even being sly about it.
His mouth opened, and I watched the protest form in his eyes, travel to his tongue, ready to dance out his lips.
Luckily, though, his phone rang.
Yes!
An escape route.
I rose on tiptoe, kissed his cheek. “I’ll let you get that.”
“BR—”
It rang again and I backed up. “I call you and Mom tomorrow, okay?”
Then I didn’t wait for an answer—and I sure as shit didn’t look toward where Joel and his teammate were still talking, smiles huge, shit-giving clearly in progress.
Fucking hockey players.
And seriously, Joel was big, bigger than any of the other guys on the team that I’d met, but the guy next to him washuge.
I was short—most of the team was at least head and shoulders taller than I was (hell, most of humanity was)—but this dude washuge,and his voice was deep, and his hair was long and bushy and crazy.
Wild.
He gave me full-onwildvibes.
