Total pages in book: 124
Estimated words: 115838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 115838 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 579(@200wpm)___ 463(@250wpm)___ 386(@300wpm)
I don’t stop until my arms are around his waist and my ear is to his chest, listening to his heart beating. “Hey, baby.” He wraps his arms around me and the heat from his body should make me feel warm, but I’m shivering inside.
“Hi,” I say, looking up at him. “Are you okay?”
“No,” he replies, “but I’ll explain later. Right now, I want to show my face so we can get the fuck out of here as soon as possible.”
“But it’s a celebration.” I rub his back.
“I want to be celebrating another way.” His voice is low, and I look over my shoulder.
“We should leave now then,” I tease, and he laughs for the first time since he walked in. He lets go of me but his hand slides into mine as we head to the other side of the bar, saying hello to the guys who came in before. “Good game out there.” He slaps them on the shoulder with his free hand, never once letting my hand go.
When we finally make it to Jaxon and the other boys, the door opens behind us, and I can tell by Jaxon’s face he’s shocked. “What the fuck,” he swears, and I look over my shoulder at the guy in a suit coming in. He’s followed by another guy I’ve met before, but I don’t remember his name.
The first guy looks around the room, his scowl then turns to a smile when he takes it all in. His eyes find Zane’s, and I can feel his body tense as his hand squeezes mine a bit before the two men make it over to us. “Zane,” the guy says with a smile on his face, “I was hoping to catch you here.”
“Brad,” he says his name, “it’s a surprise to see you here tonight.”
“Thought it was fitting to come by and congratulate the guys on a well-fought win.” He looks at me. “You must be Victoria.” He holds out his hand and I have to let Zane’s hand go to shake his. “I’m Brad, the VP of Operations,” he mentions his name and his title.
“It’s nice to meet you, Brad.” He grips my hand to shake it.
“Victoria,” the guy beside him says, “I’m Ken. We met at the end of last season.”
“It’s nice to see you again.” I nod at him.
“Impressive game tonight,” Brad praises Zane. “I’ve been briefed on what went on, and I’m here to give you my full support.”
I slip my hand back into his and lean into his side. “Thank you.” He nods at Brad, who looks over his shoulder at the guys as he moves away from Zane.
“It’s going to be a busy day tomorrow,” Ken shares. “You should get out of here.”
“We were just leaving,” Zane says, looking at me and I nod my head.
I turn to grab my purse and my phone, giving them all a little finger wave as we walk out of the bar into the coolish night. “That was intense,” I say to him as he picks up our joined hands and kisses my fingers.
“Well, considering I quit after the game, I guess so.” I stop in my tracks and gasp.
“You what?” His hand slips out of mine and he stops mid-step. “You quit?”
“Yeah,” he confirms, looking at me and then coming back to stand in front of me. “It was either me or Cam.”
“What the fuck happened?”
“What happened is, I found out why we’ve been fucking up so much on the ice,” he explains, telling me everything that happened with Cam. “The guys stepped up and confirmed everything I was saying. He was then terminated from his position.”
“That rat bastard,” I hiss out.
“You know what this means, right?” he asks me, pushing the hair that is flying around my face back, as he cups my cheek. “The next couple weeks and months are going to be crazy.” I hold onto his jacket. “I’m going to be either tied to my desk or my head will be in an iPad.”
“Okay,” I reply, not sure where he is going with this.
“So, I promise when all this is over and done with, I’ve got a vacation for just the two of us planned. Sun, sand, and no interruptions.” He kisses my lips.
“Are you going to come home to me every night that you are in town and sleep by my side?” I ask him.
“Try to stop me.” He puts his forehead on mine.
“Then I’ll be by your side every step of the way, cheering you on or listening to you rant.” My hands go from his sides to his chest. “Through all of that, you never mentioned sex,” I point out and he smiles big. “Is sex in any of that? If it’s not, I think tonight is going to be a very long night if I’m going to have to store it up.”