Page 63 of Dreams
He stood and looked down at her. “Hungry?”
“Famished.”
“Well, then you can thank our cook here.” He pointed to Mel, and Taylor lifted her head as if seeing their company for the first time.
“So, you’re the girl he ditched me for last night,” Mel said with mock-seriousness.
“I… um…” Taylor stumbled for a response, making the other girl chuckled.
“It’s okay, I told him from the get-go that I wouldn’t sleep with him, so I’m glad he found someone that would.”
“Excuse me?” Taylor croaked.
Josh’s eyes flashed towards Mel as he set a plate in front of Taylor. She was doing her best to make Taylor squirm.
Mel laughed hysterically as she waved her arms in front of her. “Kidding,” she wheezed in between giggles. “Your faces… priceless.”
“Josh,” Mack called before he could save Taylor.
“Bring your plate,” he said to Taylor as he grabbed his. “Let’s see what the crisis is this time.”
Zak was perched on the arm of the couch while Mack paced in front of him.
“Finally,” Mack said when he caught sight of Josh. “You’re awake.” He glanced at Taylor and then Mel before his eyes drifted back to Josh. “This is really just team business.”
Josh knew his roommate wasn’t trying to be an ass this time. He was probably right. Whatever was going to happen shouldn’t involve anyone else, least of all Coach’s daughter.
“It’s okay,” Taylor said. “I called Abigail when I woke up. She should be here any minute to get me.”
At the mention of Abigail, Mack sunk down onto the couch and put his head in his hands.
“We can give you a ride,” Taylor said to Mel.
Mel looked to Zak who gave her an apologetic smile. “Rain check?”
“Yeah, sure.” The girls left their dishes in the kitchen and headed out the door.
It wasn’t the morning Josh had wanted. Taylor had finally let him in, and he wanted to explore what that meant. He’d planned on cooking her breakfast and then spending the early part of the day with her before he had to hit the gym. Now they just had an awkward half-hug, and she was gone. He vowed to himself he’d make it up to her.
Turning back towards his teammates, he sighed. “What’s going on?”
“This.” Mack handed Josh is laptop where’d he’d pulled up theColumbus Dispatchon-line. They had a small hockey section with designated hockey reporters. As soon as he saw the headline, he knew it wasn’t good.
Grant Mackenzie attacks man at charity gala.
“I didn’t attack anyone,” Mack growled.
“Keep reading,” Zak said.
About a third of the way through the article, there was a quote from Colin.
I was just minding my own business. I don’t know what his problem was. He must have been on something. There was this crazed look in his eyes. I’m telling you, that guy was out of his mind.
Josh looked up. “Shit.”
“That isn’t everything,” Zak responded.
Near the end of the article was another quote.
