Changing Lines (Harrisburg Railers Hockey Book 1) by RJ Scott & V.L. Locey

Author:RJ Scott & V.L. Locey [Scott, RJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Gay & Lesbian, MM romance, sports romance, erotic romance, Family, Hockey Romance, Ice, VL Locey, Erotic Romance eBooks Erotica Total-E-Bound eBooks Books Romance, gltb, gay romance, gay, drama, Love, hockey, rj scott
Publisher: Love Lane Books Ltd
Published: 2017-07-11T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Mads

Casey’s latest text said she was fine, and sorry, but her dad, Ryker’s grandfather would be the one picking him up to take him home, and that it would be before the game this weekend. She was always so organized, and strict. She’d said no to Ryker staying for the Boston game, said he needed to get home to study for tests and Ryker didn’t argue. He respected his mom and even though he was disappointed about missing the game, he admitted he needed the extra studying time. Casey was a good mom, responsible in a way that I admired. She hated Ev as much as I did, although she’d had to handle him being in her life while I could get away with avoiding him.

I didn’t envy her that at all.

The text had arrived at some point in the night but we’d only just woken up to it, me still on the sofa where Ryker had left me at ass o’ clock this morning, and him stumbling out of the spare room rocking a serious case of bed head.

Coffee. I needed coffee, a shower, and more coffee, in that order.

Ryker’s grandfather would be here in thirty if I read the text right.

“I don’t know what’s up with your mom, but grandpa is picking you up,” I informed Ryker on a yawn, and when he didn’t answer I looked at him curiously. He looked guilty, like there were a hundred secrets behind those crystal-blue eyes. “Ryker?” I asked.

He took one wide-eyed look at me and went back into his room.

It’s too early for this shit. Even if it is ten thirty, it’s still way too early.

I made coffee, had my shower, and still had ten minutes to spare before Ev arrived at my door. I picked up a throw cushion to tidy it, then threw it back on the floor. I wasn’t changing the way I lived for Ev, and my place was clean, and homey, and mine.

Knocking on Ryker’s door, I heard a muffled “come in” from inside, and pushed in. The room was his place at my place, so to speak. The posters were of the Railers, all signed, but he also had some pictures up of me and him together, and one that his mom had done of the three of us together at his fifth birthday. That day had been the very first day I was, by law, allowed anywhere near my son. A beautiful day. Hockey gear in the corner filled the room with a stale, sweaty smell, but it was one I was used to, and he was a teenage boy; their rooms stank.

A very dejected-looking Ryker sat on the edge of his bed in one of my Railers hockey jerseys. The dusky blue looked good on him, but he was pulling at the hem and unraveling the stitching.

“Wassup?” I said, and sat next to him.

“I’m sorry, Dad,” he murmured, but didn’t look at me.

I wasn’t sure what to think of my son

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