Page 46 of Wildcat
He makes a non-committal hum. Not his problem. He’s done enough. I can figure out how to pay for it. I really hope it doesn’t wipe out my savings.
“Okay, well, guess I’ll see you later.” I swivel around to head toward my office.
“I’m glad,” he says from behind me.
I glance over my shoulder. Leo sidesteps down the hallway, eyes on me.
“What?”
His nice-guy smile morphs into something far cockier. “I know it makes me an ass, but I’m really glad your date was a disaster.”
Our first stop is Vegas.I sit next to my dad at the front of the plane and sleep most of the way there. It’s dark by the time we get to the hotel. The guys are in meetings or resting for their game tomorrow, which means I’m alone in my room and all too aware that Leo is somewhere not far away.
I call Jade to entertain me and to fill her in on my new weekend plans.
“Go out and have fun. You’re in Vegas.” She’s working at the bar and somehow waits on customers while also holding the phone out to FaceTime.
“By myself? I don’t think so.”
“Maybe ask Leo.” Her smirk is obnoxious, and I flip her off.
Mike comes into view next to Jade.
“Distracting my employee even when you aren’t here. Impressive.” He gives me a playful wink.
“Sorry, Mike. It was an emergency.”
“She’s in Vegas with a bunch of hockey players and bored. Can you imagine?”
“You’re a hockey fan?” Mike asks.
“Kind of,” I answer.
“Her dad is the coach of the Wildcats,” Jade fills him in. “She’s traveling with them this weekend.”
“No way.” Mike looks from me to Jade for confirmation.
“Yep.”
“You know, we’ve had a few players come into the bar in the past.”
“You don’t say?” My tone is all sarcasm, but apparently Mike didn’t recognize Leo Lohan either because he proceeds to tell me about the time Declan Sato stopped in, and another time some guy I’ve never heard of bought the entire bar drinks.
“No one else?” Jade asks. “Like Leo Lohan maybe?”
Mike crosses his arms. “No, don’t think Lohan has ever been here, but he’s a great player.”
Jade and I exchange a secret smile, but Mike gets called by a customer wanting another drink and walks off before we can tell him that Leo Lohan has, in fact, been there.
“Well, at least I’m not the only one that didn’t recognize him,” I say.
“How was the date last night?”
“Fine.”
“Sam said Chad was home by eleven.” She places a hand on her hip.
“He wasn’t really my type.”
