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Nick Miller officially knows how obsessed I am with him.
He’s never going to talk to me again.
Chapter 32
Nick
I wake up to the sound of Holt’s loud snore from the hotel bed next to mine. With a groan, I throw my pillow over my head. Holt’s loud rumble intensifies in response.
Week long road trips are the worst. Wake up, workout, breakfast. Followed by studying or whatever assignments we have, practice before lunch. Then our game.
After our game, it’s dinner then bed. No time for anything else.
Coach set a curfew for nine, but by the time we’re done the only thing I want is my bed.
I still love it. I love every bit of it.
The thrill of the game never leaves, even when I have to share a room with a saw cutting logs.
It’s too early for the gym, the sun is just barely up.
I scroll through my phone finding Layla’s Instagram account with pictures from last night. A selfie of Layla dressed up in the ASA house kitchen. Next one is her and Bridget in the same spot making funny faces. Third is a picture of Lenny, looking at the camera, annoyed with her friends.
I chuckle at the look on her face. I’ve seen that look many times before. Her features say“I’m going to kill you for this”but her eyes shine giving her away.
She won’t admit it, but she likes it. Whatever their making her do, she enjoys being pushed past her comfort zone. It’s a thrill for her. Doing something spontaneous and unexpected.
I stare at the photo taking in the glint in her eyes, the same little sparkle she gets before climbing on top of me. The tiniest little smirk is on her lips, but that’s not as big as the one she has after her post orgasm bliss.
Another loud rumble and snort from Holt, breaks me out of my trance. I flip through the rest of the pictures, most are selfies of the three of them drinking at a bar I don’t recognize. The last one is another shot of Lenny. She’s dancing without a care in the world. Her arm is raised with her eyes closed and her hair flying across her face.
She’s absolutely gorgeous.
Her carefree happiness strikes a chord in me. I want to be the one to make her that happy. I want to be the reason she smiles and feels like she can completely be herself with no judgments.
She sounded so scared talking about her broken heart to Bridget. I should be scared. Hearing a girl talk about falling for me, normally would have me running. Not Lenny.
My gut reaction is shit, that’s too much, too soon. We’re not even an official couple yet. But fuck, I can’t deny the grin across my face, or the small flutter I felt in my chest. Hearing that she was wearing my shirt and sleeping with my fleece, gives me that warm proud feeling. Just knowing that she’s mine makes me want to puff out my chest and shout it out for everyone to hear.
I’m not that guy.
At least I wasn’t, but when Lenny and Bridget started talking about her hooking up with another guy… Yeah, I became that guy really quick, real fucking quick.
That switch flipped in a mere second.
Hockey is his only love.
Her words cut deep.
What if she’s right?
I want her. I can’t stand the thought of her being with someone else. I don’t want to be with anyone else.
She’s falling for me, but am I falling for her?
Could I love Lenny?
If I could love anyone, it would be her.
