In Touch (Play On Book 1) by Cd Brennan

Author:Cd Brennan
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-08-31T23:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

As the team returned in pairs and groups back to the locker room, Del approached Padraig and swatted him on the back. “Not too bad of a game there, Irish.”

He grunted. What a lie. He’d played better when he was in secondary school.

“So are you coming along with me and Rory to the social?”

He looked over Del’s head for Gillian, but she had gone, most likely to rub down one of the lads in the locker room. The thought was enough for Padraig to bite his bottom lip, fuck slipping out on a forced breath.

Del turned to follow Padraig’s gaze, but there was nothing to see. Only the boys and their families, huddled together to collect folding chairs and coolers full of drinks and homemade sandwiches. He grabbed Padraig’s arm and started walking. “Be good for ya, mate, to get out and socialize with the team.”

It was the last thing Padraig wanted to do. “Maybe. We’ll see how I feel after a shower.”

“Nope, no time for a shower. We’re leavin’ in five. You can have a swim in the river when we get there.”

“Didn’t bring my togs,” Padraig said.

“Just wear your rugby shorts. No one’s gonna give a shit.”

At his hesitation, Del added, “I’m sure Gillian is going to be there. In a bikini. All the boys gettin’ a good view of—”

Padraig glared him down. “All right, I’ll go.”

Del nodded his head in a knowing matter, a smirk on his face. “Okay, so let’s go.”

Instead of heading toward the big lake, they headed inland. Padraig wasn’t about to ask but was glad when Rory did. “Where’s this place at?”

“On the river. A bunch of the old boys bought a cabin for the club’s use.”

“I think they’re called cottages here,” Rory said from the backseat. He had unbuckled and leaned forward between the two front bucket seats.

“So if they have a second house, they call it a cottage, while the rest of the world, their cottages are their houses.” Padraig hmphed.

“And then they travel way over to Scotland and Ireland to visit our cottages, as if it was the best shit they’ve ever seen.” Rory laughed.

“Don’t be too hard on the Yanks, they’ve got their hearts in the right place,” Del defended as he turned left off the main road. He held up a piece of torn paper with scribble on it, and Padraig realized he was following some sort of directions. “Look for a sign that says River Pitch.”

“I thought we were going to Spider Lake?” Rory asked.

“Mate, I’m just reading the directions that Shano gave me. Said it was on this road.” The road was narrower but still paved with woods closing in on both sides. The smell of earth and green was fierce, the air thick with oxygen that filled Padraig’s lungs as he took a deep breath.

Although not entirely sold on Traverse City, he could see the beauty in this part of Michigan. Small houses, or cottages, periodically broke out of the trees, a mailbox on a post at the end of the drive, or a cabin or house name on a painted board.

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