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The Mavericks were playing Chicago tomorrow night, so he’d come into town early to make my life miserable. Most likely at my father’s request.
“You think I’d be here if I’d known about this?” I muttered.
“Coach Jolie!” Joey’s little voice made me smile despite this frustrating new development.
“Hey, kiddo.” I turned and squatted down onto my haunches, holding out my arms. This was how we always greeted each other lately, and he launched himself at me. Boone was a few feet behind him, and his eyes moved to Jarvis, narrowing slightly.
Great.
The last thing we needed was a scene between him and Jarvis. Or worse, between him and my dad.
“Don’t,” I said to him in a soft voice as he approached. “Just ignore him.”
“You sure you don’t want him, Jolie?” Jana asked, ignoring Boone and staring at Jarvis with wide eyes. “Because I’d ride him like a fucking bronco.”
“Have at it,” I said, shrugging. “He’s only good for about three minutes, though, so make sure you’re quick.”
Boone snorted out a laugh as he scooped up Joey and headed for the men’s locker room.
“Why do you have to crush my dreams like that?” Jana moaned, laughing.
“Just telling the truth. Come on. Let’s hit the locker room and put our skates on.”
“I have to get mine sharpened,” Jana said. “But I’ll see you out there.”
“Okay.” I headed for the women’s locker room when I heard my name being called.
Goddamn it.
I couldn’t ignore him because there were people everywhere and there was no doubt that the masses were taking video of everything he did.
“Hey, Jarvis.” I turned, hoping I had a neutral look on my face.
He leaned over and brushed his lips across my cheek.
“Don’t do that,” I hissed under my breath.
“Come on, don’t be this way. Can we talk?”
“No.”
He sighed, shaking his head. “Why do I even bother? You’re so damn stubborn.”
“You really thought doing this here, in front of all these kids and their parents, was a good idea?”
“Your dad and I figured you’d be more comfortable here than if I showed up unannounced at your apartment.”
“Well, at least you were right about something.”
“Can we have dinner or lunch or something? Please?”
“Jarvis, listen. This is a lesson in futility. I’ve moved on and so should you. I’m going to defend my dissertation soon and I’ve been applying for jobs all over the country. I don’t know what’s going to happen with any of it, but I do know that you and I were not meant to be. We’re too different.”
He scowled. “Is it about the prenup?” he asked suddenly.
“What?” He’d asked me to sign one about a month before the wedding, and I hadn’t hesitated.
“We can tear it up,” he said. “I don’t care about the money.”
