Page 29 of Puck Drop
“Like what?” I huff.
My friend shrugs at me. When I see that he’s about to take a large bite of chocolate again, I brace myself for impact. Just to be pro-active, I take a step back, hoping that the food flying out of his mouth won’t reach me.
“Like her saying, fuck it, and leaving you,” he says. A second later, his eyes go big in his head. “Or!” He takes another bite, leaving me in limbo as he puts his thoughts in order.
“Or what, fucker?” I finally ask when I notice that he’s in no hurry to enlighten me.
“She could end up dating one of the other guys on the team. And whoever she ends up with might not have any issue with claiming her for the world to see.”
The satisfaction on his face when he finishes talking makes me want to put my fist through it. He looks like he just came up with the perfect solution, except that it’s not a solution for my problem.
“She wouldn’t do that,” I tell him. My voice sounds like gravel, and my throat becomes dry. Jealousy rushes through every fiber of my being. I can’t deal with the thought of her being with anyone else, let alone one of my teammates.
The weird thing about this is that I wasn’t jealous when I thought we were not together anymore. I missed her, and I thought about her all the time, but it never crossed my mind that she might be dating someone else. Now that the thought is planted in my head, and I can’t deal for shit.
Sebastian takes his time finishing his snack. He then throws the wrapper in the trash bin and makes sure to clean his face off before I get a chance to comment on it again.
“You have no idea what she would do or wouldn’t do,” he tells me. “Just like her moving to Texas to be with you was not something you saw coming.”
“True,” I mumble in agreement.
My face suddenly breaks into a smile as I think of Elizabeth and how she just packed up and followed me here. I don’t know if it’s romantic or something I should be very worried about. She is so damn sweet though, and my heart skips a beat every time I think of her.
“Why are you even worried about any of this?” Sebastian asks. “It’s been a couple of weeks now since you two reconnected, right? Just go with it, see where it’s going.”
I let out another long sigh, then start pacing around the room. Yeah, it’s been two weeks since I first realized that Elizabeth moved to Texas just to be with me. It’s also been two weeks since we made love.
It’s a little mushy to think of it that way, but that’s the only way my brain can function when it’s about her. With that said, my cock is under protest because every single time she crosses my mind, I get hard as fuck.
The last two weeks have been a bit bizarre, but I’ve been too busy to think about it. We had games on the road, so not like I was sitting around at home trying to avoid her. However, on the days when I have been home, I’ve been tired, and my schedule has been overflowing with all sorts of social events.
“I don’t know why you’re pacing my living room like a caged tiger instead of going to this girl’s house,” Sebastian grumbles, like he can read my thoughts.
“Am I interrupting anything?” I look around as if I’m looking for something, but I know damn well that all he wants to do is play his video games as soon as I leave here.
“Yes, you’re interrupting my existence,” he tells me. “Get the hell out so I can eat my food in peace without you criticizing me.”
I bust out laughing. “Because you’re disgusting.”
He glares at me. “Go. Away.” Then, he flips me off. “I can’t believe this girl followed you all the way here when you are this damn annoying. Why don’t you go to her to have a heart to heart?”
That stops me in my tracks. “You think I should?”
“I was only joking,” Sebastian rolls his eyes at me when he speaks. “But sure, why not.”
I pick up my phone from the coffee table and start walking toward his front door. “Thanks for the chat, man.”
“The weirdest chat ever,” he calls after me. “I don’t even know what the hell this was about.”
Slamming the door behind me, I rush to my truck. As soon as I get in, I start the engine and turn the A/C on full blast.
“Hotter than a desert out here,” I mumble to myself.
After a couple of minutes, I pull out of Sebastian’s driveway and start making my way toward Elizabeth’s apartment. Nervousness takes over by now. I’m not sure when is the last time I felt this nervous about a girl. Probably back in high school, I decide. But even then, I was so focused on playing hockey, I never really got myself too worked up over a girl.
The closer I get to her apartment, the more I get this feeling of foreboding. Even though she was sweet and understanding when I told her we shouldn’t go public with our relationship, my gut tells me that I hurt her with my request.
I finally pull into the parking lot of her apartment building, taking a moment to just stare up at her door. There’s a good possibility that she’s not even home. And if she is home, I have no idea what I want to tell her.
