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“I made lasagna,” Luke said.
“I’m going out with Sam.”
Ford glanced at me, clearly disappointed. I didn’t love that I was leaving, either, even though I knew it was for the best.
“She quit her job today,” I said. “She’s worried about having to eat cat food.”
“Tell her it’s actually high in protein,” Luke quipped.
“I’m sure that’ll be very reassuring to her.”
“I can help her find something if she wants,” Ford said, not looking away from the screen.
“How?”
He shrugged. “I know people.”
“I’m looking for a job myself,” Luke said.
“Yeah, let’s talk about what you’re looking for over dinner and I’ll see what I can do,” Ford said.
His support of my brother made me want him even more. But I’d backed myself into a corner by denying there was anything between us to my bosses. I had to keep my distance.
“I’m heading out,” I said. “I’m taking an Uber to her place since we’ll be drinking away her sorrows.”
“I got oranges at the store today,” Luke said. “I’ll make you some hangover juice before I go to bed.”
I snuck a final glance at Ford, who was focused on the TV screen. Hopefully he’d be gone when I returned home later, because now that I knew what kissing him was like, I wanted more.
CHAPTERTHIRTEEN
Ford
“Don’t get sloppy,”I told my teammates the next night. “And don’t get lazy.”
We were in the tunnel that led from the locker room to the ice, returning from the second intermission. Since we were up 4–2 with one period remaining, this game should be in the bag. I wouldn’t relax until it was over, though.
“Hey, I’ve got an idea,” Colby said from beside me.
I looked at him and he grinned.
“We’ll have a five-game winning streak going after this game,” he said. “You should offer to do something if we can get to ten.”
I scoffed. “Like what, a pizza party?”
“No, like shaving your head.”
“I’m not shaving my head.”
He gave me a slight shove. “Come on, cap. Motivate your crew.”
“Aren’t our massive salaries supposed to do that?”
“It’s a good idea,” Dom said.
Great. Once Dom was onto something, he was like a dog with a bone. He’d never let it drop.
“I’m not shaving my head,” I said again.
