Marek by Sawyer Bennett

Author:Sawyer Bennett
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Random House Publishing Group
Published: 2018-05-22T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Gracen

Coach Pretore’s house is massive, and the minute my foot hits the top step of his porch, I can hear the sounds of laughter and music coming from within. My anxiety swells as I’m getting ready to officially enter Marek’s professional world. I’m not sure what the hell I’m doing here, and I was caught completely off guard when he invited me to the season opening party earlier in the week. “I want to bring Lilly so everyone can meet her, and I figured she’d feel more comfortable with you along. There will be other kids there, but—”

“Okay,” I said softly as I folded a pile of clean laundry I had dumped on the kitchen table.

Marek blinked once as he realized I’d accepted the invitation, then his gaze dropped to the laundry. “You’re folding my clothes.”

“I washed them first. Don’t worry,” I replied cheekily.

“You don’t have to do my laundry,” he said somewhat flatly.

I shrugged. “Had nothing better to do, and you’re letting me stay here rent and expense free.”

“Gracen, you don’t have—” he’d started to say, but I cut him off quickly.

“What kind of party is this we’re going to?” I said, and Marek was sufficiently distracted.

It’s apparently a hell of a big party, if the long line of cars down the streets of the neighborhood are any indication. Marek said Coach Pretore likes to get all the players, coaches, training staff, and executive management staff—along with their family members—together at the beginning of the season to bolster camaraderie. The first preseason game is in two days.

Marek doesn’t even hesitate. Just pushes the front door open and steps inside. I tighten my hand on Lilly’s and we follow him in. She was overly excited to come when she realized there’d be other kids here.

I’m immediately overwhelmed with the sheer number of people standing around and the volume of the conversation. I take in all the faces, and my anxiety increases from the fact that I don’t know a single soul here other than Marek, who I’m betting is going to dump me within a matter of minutes.

Marek, however, takes just a few steps to the left to enter what looks like a formal sitting room, where he walks toward a couple standing there with a few people congregated around them. The petite, dark-haired woman is holding a tiny baby, and everyone is cooing and smiling at it. A tall guy with the most amazing amber eyes I’ve ever seen hovers right behind her.

I walk a few paces behind Marek as he steps right up to the couple, actually shouldering another guy out of the way that I actually recognize.

Max Fournier, the star goalie of the Cold Fury. I never stopped following hockey after Marek and I broke up. I love the sport, and of course I followed his career, particularly the last two years, since they won back-to-back Stanley Cup championships. Max is one of the stars of the team and is easily recognizable, so of course I know who he is.

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