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Especially after today.
I needed to talk to Joe one on one.
Without the backdrop of therapy.
Without me being Dr. Autumn.
Or Dr. Anal…
I groaned and started to text Joe.
We would just be two old friends meeting up to talk.
Nothing more.
Chapter Thirteen
JOE
I hadto admit - I thought the text was going to simply confirm our next session.
I figured Anna would have gone right back into Dr. Autumn mode and would have acted as though nothing happened between us.
Putting me on the spot, basically implying that if I made something out of what happened, it would hurt me too because all I wanted to do was play hockey.
We need to meet and talk tomorrow night. Off the record. No doctor and patient situation. Just you and me. We have to talk.
A rambling kind of text.
In my head, I heard Anna’s voice.
Of all the responses I could have replied with, I went simple.
Simple also meant suspenseful.
Okay.
There was no other texts from Anna for the rest of the night.
I ended up crashing on the couch with a few beers and watched theSOLA Empiregame.
I called out plays that should have happened.
I told the guys through the screen what to look for on the other end of the ice.
Suddenly I became the cliché fan, talking and yelling at the screen as though the players could hear me.
The game ended regulation in a tie.
And the same for overtime.
Which left the game going into a shootout.
Putting all the pressure on Jago’s back.
It took more rounds than I would have wanted for Jago, but he made the final save of the game, giving us the shootout win.
I made a fist and grinned.
