Page 69 of Jilted Jock
I needed to try and sleep on the plane if there was any chance I was going to make it through training tomorrow, but first I connected to the on-flight Wi-Fi and ordered flowers for every day for the next month. Then I sent her an email.
March 23, 12:41 a.m.
From: [email protected]
Subject: I miss you
Things I’m grateful for today:
1. Airplanes
2. Wi-Fi
3. You
4. Orgasms
5. Second chances
Finn
P.S. Can I take you out on a date next Saturday?
Finn
“What’d the doctor say?” Foster asked as he came in from practice. I’d missed today’s scrimmage to meet with the team doctor about my calf.
“He thinks two more weeks.”
“Are you coming with us to Texas this weekend or gonna stay back and feel sorry for yourself again like last weekend? I had no one to celebrate with after the game.”
“Like that’s ever stopped you from having a good time.”
He smiled. “It’s true. The only thing a guy needs to have a good time is a positive outlook. Body shots out of spilled vodka or however the saying goes.”
I stared at him a second.
“Lemonade out of lemons. You’ve never heard the expression?”
I laughed and shook my head. “I’ll see ya later.”
When I got to my truck, I plugged in my phone and called Adele.
“Hey,” she answered shyly. We’d talked every day this week, some nights for hours and yet she still sounded nervous every time.
“Hey there, gorgeous. How was your day?”
“Good. Thank you for the flowers… again.”
“You’re welcome.”
“You’re sort of ridiculous. You know that, right?”
I chuckled lightly under my breath as I drove. I cast a quick glance at the phone, wishing I could see her. “I like to think of it as endearing.”
“The people in my office are starting to give me funny looks.”
