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That was what I needed to do. And I couldn’t do that if I was also trying to deal with my feelings for Coop.
I placed my other hand on top of his. “You don’t need to worry about me. I think I need some time alone to process everything that happened.”
“Are you sure? I want to make sure you’re all right.” Coop’s eyes bored into mine, searching for any hint of hesitation.
I kept my gaze steady, not wanting him to see the turmoil churning inside of me. “Yes, I’m sure.”
He sighed softly. “All right, if that’s what you think is best. Just promise me you’ll take care of yourself.”
“I promise.”
“Good.” His grip on my hand tightened before releasing it. “I’ll call you tomorrow to check in.”
“You don’t have to do that. You have hockey to focus on.” I pushed the door open and slid out of the truck.
“I’ll call tomorrow,” he said again, and I didn’t think I could convince him not to.
“Okay. We’ll talk tomorrow.” I smiled and closed the door.
He didn’t drive away until I entered my building.
As I climbed the stairs to the third floor, I made a decision. It was time to confront the memories that haunted me and find a way to move forward.
3
COOP
I tossedand turned all night. It felt like every time I fell asleep, I’d immediately wake up thinking about Ford, worried he was unconscious again. Each time I reached for my phone to call him, but then thought better of it. Or I would open my texts, type out a message to him, and then not send it. The doctors had cleared him, so I had to keep telling myself that he was okay. Plus, he all but told me not to call him.
When my alarm went off, I felt as though I’d only gotten a few hours of sleep, if that. Luckily, all I had was practice for the day and afterward, I could come home and crash.
While making myself an egg white omelet with red bell pepper and parmesan cheese, I could no longer stop myself from checking on Ford.
Good morning. How are you feeling?
He didn’t reply until I was halfway done eating my breakfast.
Just tired
I’m about to head to practice but if you need anything, please let me know
I’ll be fine
You probably will be but that doesn’t mean I’m not still worried
There’s no need to worry. All is good
Ok but maybe I can bring you dinner later?
The dots on the screen danced and then stopped. They danced again and then nothing. I stared at my phone, waiting for a reply, but nothing came. So, I finished my food and then dressed for practice. Right when I was about to leave, a text came through.
I already have plans
My shoulders sagged as I read those four words and I wasn’t sure if it was because I felt rejected or that I thought maybe he had another date. Hell, maybe it was both.
Ok. Have a good day then
You too
