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Wow.
“That’s. . .”
“Don’t go getting sentimental on me, Evan. I know what you thought. I’m some spoiled brat who spent the summer months galivanting around Europe.”
Now it’s my turn to tilt my head from side to side. “I know what you told me. Most of the time we spoke in early morning or late at night for you, and the only pics I got were of a beach and some museums in Florence, oh, and the Scottish dude who you said was your tour guide.”
“Weren’t they absolutely breathtaking though?” she asks, her eyes glowing with excitement.
“They were. I’ll need to take a trip to Europe one day,” I say dryly. This girl is a conundrum. She seems to throw me off and surprise me at every turn. “So did you discover something about yourself?”
“I did,” she says with a meaningful tone.
“I’m glad. Time off was good for me too,” I admit.
“That’s so good, Evan. I’m happy for you.”
Silence falls over the cab, but it doesn’t feel awkward as I process everything she’s told me.
After about five minutes, I break the silence with, “You know you’ll need to come over to hang out at my place sometime. You know, eat pizza and play video games.”
“Sure, I’d like that.” She nods.
I feel her gaze on me and she laughs. “Why do you look so surprised?”
“I wasn’t expecting you to agree to the video games.”
“I grew up with a twin brother. We played video games. What’s your favorite?” she asks.
“Honestly, I kind of like playing FIFA and 2K basketball,” I reply.
“What about hockey?” she asks.
“I play hockey for a living. I like to change things up,” I explain.
“Cool. My brother also plays FIFA.”
Again. She surprises me at every turn. When we get to her place, I help her take up all her luggage and when I leave her apartment, I go in for a small half hug. She smiles and hugs me back. I take in her soft scent of vanilla and my body reacts, but I shut that shit down because having her as a friend is clearly good for me.
She’s tired and says she’s going to take a long shower after I leave her apartment, and I try really hard not to picture her in the shower but I’m only semi successful. I go through my regular daily routine of working out a little harder now, since preseason is starting up in a couple of weeks, and when I text Patty about coming to my place tomorrow night, she agrees. Life is good. Everything is fitting into place. When I get into bed that night and try to get myself off, all I can think about is Patty’s long, slender, tanned legs in those short jean shorts, and I know I’m screwed. So very screwed.
CHAPTERSEVEN
Patty
“Yessss,” I hiss and pump my arm as I score my second goal.
“You’ve played this game before. I’ve been played, haven’t I?” Evan laughs, shaking his head.
“I played an older version, so does it really count?” I counter.
“Yes, woman, it counts,” he guffaws.
I throw my head back laughing. Things are easy with Evan. There are no expectations. Just chill time and fun.
“We should order something to eat,” he says, rubbing his hands together.
I showed up to his place two hours ago and we’ve been playing FIFA ever since.
