Scoring a Prince: A Pro Soccer Virgin Second-Chance Romantic Comedy (Mr. Match Book 3) by Delancey Stewart

Scoring a Prince: A Pro Soccer Virgin Second-Chance Romantic Comedy (Mr. Match Book 3) by Delancey Stewart

Author:Delancey Stewart [Stewart, Delancey]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-03-27T18:30:00+00:00


Chapter 23

Stepfathers and Sheep

Hamish

I'd always enjoyed weekends—lately because weekends usually meant matches during the season, and no matter how old I got, the game still got my blood flowing like nothing else. I knew I was lucky to play, and being part of a team like the Sharks made me feel like the luckiest fecker there was. But this weekend? This weekend the woman I loved, the girl I'd loved my whole life, had agreed to marry me.

She couldn't stay over Sunday night, though I begged her to, telling me she needed to be up early to bake Monday morning. But she'd left me with a kiss to remember and a promise to meet me for dinner the next night.

I parked after dropping her off. We might or might not have spent a little extra time at her place after the drop off, but I won't confirm or deny that because I am a gentleman. The walk to my apartment from my parking spot around the corner wasn't long, but I was so wrapped up in my thoughts I didn't even register it until I was at the foot of the stairs up to my door again, glancing into the dark little space below. Madame Anastasia sat there as always, giving me a knowing look that creeped me out like nothing else possibly could.

With a shiver, I dashed upstairs and pulled the door shut tight, though I didn't think the woman would actually follow me up the stairs. Better safe than sorry, I figured as I threw together a quick dinner. Then I settled in to read for a while. If I stayed up until midnight, calling home would be acceptable. My sister would surely be up by seven, Durnish time.

And she was.

"Little lad," she cooed, answering the phone. "Charlie said you'd have news the next time we heard from you. Do you?"

"Aye, I do." The grin that covered my face was clear in my voice, and I knew telling Mari about the engagement was a mere formality.

"I'm so happy for you, Hamish," she cried. "And for Sophie. Will you tell her to call me now that you're together again? We can all be friends again, can't we? Just like it was?"

"I hope so," I told her.

"Will you be coming home then?" she asked. "Or are you going to make poor stiff Charlie travel halfway around the world?"

"He already said he was coming, I might as well let him come."

"But you'll get married here? At home?"

"I don't know," I told her. "Not if it has to happen before December, I won't. I've got games most weekends starting in February, and the season starts in March. I can't leave the country then."

"Hmm." Mari sounded disappointed."How big is your place? Can we all stay with you?"

I looked around my two room apartment, chuckling. "No, definitely not," I told her. "It's a tight squeeze for me by myself."

"I guess we'd better find a hotel, then," she said.

"You're ahead of yourself. I just asked her today.



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