Page 44 of Puck Me Secretly

“After this, Max will head down to the stadium to meet with our legal team,” I lied. “When he’s finished, I’ll tell him to call you.”

“I want to be part of that meeting.”

I took a deep, uneven breath. This woman was a barracuda. Why was I the only one who saw this? “Even if Max wants you to be part of that meeting, the Vancouver Wolves do not. Go home.”

She eyeballed me. “Is there a car here?”

“No.”

She crossed her arms. “I saw you arrive in a company car. I’m taking it home. After the night I’ve had, I deserve it.”

I despised her. So much. This time my smile was real. “I’m sorry, the only car and driver that is here is my personal family car, not a company car. Would you like my driver to call you a cab?”

She shook her head at me in disgust. Like I was the problem.

I watched as she walked away.

CHAPTER 16

An hour later,Max and Brian appeared from the back. I didn’t get up from my seat while they signed papers at the counter. Max towered over Brian. He wore a pair of jeans and a faded, army green t-shirt. Over that, he wore a thick gray hoodie. Odd outfit for a hot date.

Max had lied. When I asked him about Katrina, he told me he would not do any distractions this year and only hours later; he was on a date with her. I couldn't decide if I was angry or hurt.

I stood up as they walked towards me. Max wore a pissed off expression.

“What’s the damage?” I asked Brian, ignoring Max.

“Reporter is unwilling to drop the charges. We have a court date set for three weeks from now.”

“Brian, can you please email me copies of your files as soon as you get home?”

“Of course.”

“Thanks for coming on such short notice.”

Max and I walked outside in silence. We stood outside my car.

I was so annoyed, I couldn’t even make eye contact. “Where is your vehicle?”

“At the stadium.”

“Do you want a ride?”

He nodded and then opened the door for me. We got in and the car pulled away from the curb.

“Where’s Katrina?” he broke the silence.

“I told your date to take a cab home. She also wants you to call her as soon as possible.”

Blue eyes met mine. “It wasn’t a date.”

I worked to keep my voice devoid of emotion. “I don’t care about your personal life, but I need to discuss what happened.”

“Tonight?”

I rubbed my forehead. The Wolves needed to do damage control on this, but I wasn’t sure how. “It’d help to get your side of the story.”

The rest of the drive was silent. He was unnaturally still. Aside from his hands curled into fists in his lap, he did nothing but stare out the window of the car.

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