Game Breaker (Portland Storm Book 14) by Catherine Gayle

Author:Catherine Gayle [Gayle, Catherine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Contemporary Romance
Publisher: Night Shift Publishing
Published: 2016-08-11T05:00:00+00:00

DAVID WEBER SKATED over to me as the team was leaving the ice after practice. Nate hadn’t been out there with them—he’d gone to the hospital for his MRI, and there hadn’t been any further update since he’d left—but otherwise, most of the team had been involved, other than a couple of the older guys who were nursing injuries that would have kept lesser men completely out of games as opposed to simply missing a few practices.

It had been a relatively upbeat session, the guys proving to have a lot more energy than I did, despite the fact that they’d already completed an eighty-two-game regular season and a tough six games in the first round against the Sharks. The meeting this morning with my boss had drained almost every ounce of gumption out of me, and all I wanted to do was crash in bed and not come out for a week.

In short, I wasn’t fired—yet—but only because they didn’t have anyone in line to replace me. Yet. Oh, and because my guys had all threatened to walk out if they kicked me to the curb. In short, if I left, they’d have no film crew, no editor, no footage… They wouldn’t have anything. So they were stuck with me. But more than ever before, I knew I was living on borrowed time.

Too bad Archie had walked in on us before Nate had kissed me. A kiss would have done a world of good in terms of boosting my ego right now. But that hadn’t happened, and I didn’t know when it would, so all I wanted to do was sulk.

In fact, going home and digging into a vat of ice cream covered in chocolate and caramel syrup sounded like an excellent idea. With a banana. I could make it a banana split. That would make it healthy, or at least healthy enough that I wouldn’t feel any guilt about it.

I couldn’t do any of that until I figured out what David Weber wanted from me, though.

He’d seemed to be in a good mood, relatively speaking, throughout the team’s practice, but that didn’t give me much reassurance. I still remembered the glare he’d given that reporter in San Jose, and in my current state of sulking, I didn’t think I could handle being on the receiving end of one of those.

“You planning on working tonight?” he asked. “Or are you taking time off?”

Not what I was expecting. At all. “The guys and I were going to get together in about half an hour to discuss what we could film tonight, so I’m not sure yet.” My hope was that they could each figure out somewhere to go, something to do, that wouldn’t require my presence. Sometimes, a person just needed a night alone.

Weber nodded thoughtfully. “Well, if you and one of your guys want to come over to my house tonight, you’d be welcome. My youngest daughter’s still in town until tomorrow morning. We’re going to watch Game Seven in the Kings-Blackhawks series together.

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