Page 37 of Hot Stuff
Yes!
Then Blake.
Maybe tone the red down a little
I wait for Cami’s opinion. And laugh at myself when I realize she won’t bother replying because it’s a business decision and she’s determined to stay out of those.
You look good. Glowing. Did you get laid?
I stand, mouth agape, rereading Cami’s text. Scrolling back up the thread I stare at the picture.
Holy shit.
She’s right. I’m kind of glowing.
I could blame it on the lighting or the outfit or even the pleasure of signing the contract with the NHL but I know that’s all a lie.
It’s Walker.
It’s all the great, incredible, fantastic sex.
It’s the thought of seeing him tonight.
I can’t keep this feeling in. There’s no way I’ll be able to pretend there’s nothing between me and Walker.
And that thought just confirms what I’ve spent the morning rolling around my head.
We need to go public with our relationship before we announce the Rogues franchise or the coaching staff.
Luckily we have a few weeks before the team announcement and a few more weeks after that before we’ll announce the coaches.
Call in five. Cami, you aren’t getting out of this one. I NEED you on it!
With that directive sent, I head out to where my laptop is set up and get it powered on. I need to make a quick call to Trevor first.
He answers on the first ring. “Yo, boss lady.”
“I need you to send me my complete calendar going back twelve months. Personal and business.”
“Okay.” I can hear him tapping away. “Can I ask why?”
“Yes, but you can’t write it down anywhere or tell anyone else.”
“My lips are always sealed when it comes to you.”
“See if you can get me Walker Alcott’s whereabouts for the same time.”
“On it. Although that might be a bit trickier to come by without leaving a trace or a rumor.”
“Pull what you can from the PI report, and I’ll get the rest.”
“Anything else? Do you need me to confirm your flight out tomorrow?”
“Shit. No. Cancel that—wait. No. Leave it as is for now. I’ll let you know later today but I might stay longer than planned. Actually, I might need you to come up here…”
“I’ll pack a bag just in case.”
“Thanks, Trevor. You’re invaluable.”
