Page 20 of Accidentally Sliding Into A Second Chance

His gaze, the color of warm brandy, drops to my lips, and for a moment, time stands still.

Is it possible to relive the same moment twice in one lifetime?

Last time, we were eye level, and children. But the feeling is the same. The longing to feel his lips on mine is overpowering and surprising.

David clears his throat and slowly pulls his hand back, leaving its warmth still lingering on my arm. “It’s important to me that I protect my daughter.”

“Of course! I wouldn’t dream of having it any other way, David.” My words come out slightly breathless, and I clear my throat. “I’d like to talk with Finn too.”

“Finn? My agent?” He asks, his brows shooting up.

“But only if you approve,” I add. “I just want to get his perspective on your history. Nothing else.”

“Sure. But be careful.” He grins ruefully. “He may get it stuck in his head that he needs to do some matchmaking.”

After that conversation with Aunt Dottie’s attorney, a matchmaker may be just what I need.

“I thought that was only with his players.” I chuckle, unable to avoid the idea that’s starting to form in my mind.

“He’s gotten a bit out of control.” David laughs. “It wouldn’t surprise me if he somehow thought he could help people other than his clients, too.”

David's words wrap around me like a cocoon, and I work to shake them off quickly. There is no way I’d marry someone just to claim an inheritance.

Even if that inheritance is thirty million dollars.

“I’ll make sure to keep up my guard when talking to him and only keep the focus on you.” I wink. An unreadable emotion enters his eyes, but it’s quickly gone. “Can you text me his number?”

His hand pauses over the locker room handle, and he nods.

“Perfect. After I talk to him, I’ll text you to arrange a day for us to get together.”

“Sounds great.” David pulls on the handle, and I make my way to the elevator. “Hey, Cat?”

The softness in his voice catches me off guard, and I turn to face him. “Yes?”

“If you need someone to talk to, I’m a good listener.”

The corner of my lip curls up. “I remember.” We stand there staring at each other, both of us lost in the past.

“Flirting,” Logan Miles teases. He pulls the locker room door out of David’s hand and walks around him.

My cheeks flush, and I see David shaking his head. “I’ll talk to you later.” I shyly grin and start walking again.

“Talk to you later,” David responds. I don’t turn around to look, but I can feel the weight of his gaze on me. After pressing the call button, I glance back toward the locker room one last time. David’s gone, but the feelings resurfacing aren’t.

Tea Time

HeyTeaLovers.

We’rebackin Maple Ridge, with eyes on David James, shortstop for the Smokies, and brother of the newly married broody hockey goalie Duncan James.

This James brother has been caught cozying up with a pretty brunette. Not once, or twice, but three times. And apparently, the sparks are spectacularly brilliant.

We don’t know much about her except that she works for the Smokies organization too, but those details shouldn’t be too hard for one of our many eyes and ears to gather the details .

When Finn Mitchell, and one of his clients, is involved, you never know what’s going to happen. So we’ll be watching this tea steep closely.

Maybe the story isn’t about David James and this woman after all?

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