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Once we’re back in the room, I change into sweatpants and a clean T-shirt. Brush my teeth, then flop on the bed to channel surf again.
Hunter has a short conversation with his dad, then reads in the armchair for about an hour.
When he goes to bed, I turn off the TV. Scroll on my phone for about twenty minutes, until I’m sure he’s asleep.
Then, I text her.
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
RYLAN
AIDAN: What’s your room number?
RYLAN: Aidan…
AIDAN: You’re right.
AIDAN: It’ll be more fun if I go around knocking on doors and wake the whole team up.
RYLAN: 520.
Iclimb out of bed as soon as I send the message. Run on my tiptoes to the bathroom so I can brush my teeth again, then readjust the tank top of the matching silk sleep set I’m wearing. The only upside of having my period is that my boobs are bigger and more sensitive than usual.
There’s a low knock a few seconds later.
I head for the door, quickly glancing through the peephole before unlocking it.
“Hey.” Aidan steps into my room, giving me a quick kiss before immediately pulling off his shirt. “How long have you been here?”
“About an hour. My mom and I stopped for dinner on the way.”
He glances past me, at the empty bed with the covers pulled back. “I didn’t wake you up, did I?”
Like I’m the one who should be well-rested tomorrow.
“No. You didn’t wake me up.”
He nods, then pulls off his sweatpants too, standing in my room in just a pair of black boxer briefs. My mouth goes dry as I focus on the sizable bulge tucked inside the fabric, cursing my menstrual cycle. My mom is staying in my dad’s room, two floors down. Judging by how long it took Aidan to get here, he’s not staying on this floor, which means his teammates aren’t either. We have a hotel room with a queen-sized bed to ourselves, so of course this is the day my period came.
Aidan walks over to the bed and climbs in on the opposite side. I turn off all the lights except the lamp on my side, then climb in too.
The warm weight of his arm wraps around my waist, pulling me into him so we’re spooning. He nuzzles my neck, making a throaty, contented sound deep in his throat. We’ve only slept in bed together once before, but it feels natural to have him on the mattress next to me. I could definitely get used to this.
Aidan says nothing, his breathing even and rhythmic. But I don’t think he’s asleep. I can feel the restless energy humming around him.
“Are you nervous?” I whisper.
“Yeah. But whether we win or lose tomorrow, nothing will change for me. May will still look the same, whatever the hell that turns out to be. It’s a big deal, but I’m trying not to psych myself out.”
“Your parents came?”
“As far as I know. My dad told me they were.”
For a few minutes, we’re both silent.
“You’re hard,” I finally state.
“Duh. You’re like two inches away.” He kisses my shoulder before pulling the covers back and sitting up like he’s climbing out of bed. “I’ll go take care of it. That’ll be faster than running through hockey stats.”
