Summertime & Trade Deadlines by Heather C. Myers

Author:Heather C. Myers [Myers, Heather C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-01-25T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 11

The next day came too soon. In truth, it seemed like a blur. Today, he needed to get ready for the pub crawl one of the guys put together. He still couldn't believe Aurora had actually agreed to drive them around. He was glad she'd be around, but on the other, it was a pretty dick move on his brother's behalf.

Tom looked down at his suit. He felt good. The dark blue collared shirt paired with blue jeans and brown loafers on his feet was formal enough without looking too done up. It was Thursday night, and the team wanted to go out and show potential prospects the night life in Orange County. Thursday was big in Newport because a lot of students lived nearby and their last class for the week typically ended on a Thursday rather than a Friday. Even during summer, Thursday was the unofficial night to start partying.

He rubbed his face, trying to decide if he wanted to shave the scruff off his face. He didn't particularly mind the scruff, but he wanted to still look professional even as the team bar-hopped from place to place.

A knock on his door interrupted him. After opening it, Michael stood there in nearly the same outfit as he was, except his shirt was forest green rather than dark blue.

"You ready? Aurora is waiting."

Tom furrowed his brow. "Why is she going again?" he asked.

"Look, I know the two of you don't get along, but the truth of the matter is, she's my personal assistant and she's going to be our designated driver," Michael said. "We're going to pick up Solis and a couple of the defensemen in the car. You know this. Why am I repeating myself? Do you even listen to me when I talk?"

"Wait," Tom said, furrowing his brow. "Aurora is going to be driving us from bar to bar? What's she going to do while we're inside?"

Michael shrugged. "Read, probably?" he guessed. "She might have work she needs to get done. I'm not sure." He crossed his arms over his chest. "Why does that matter, though? Why do you care?"

"Well…" Tom pushed past his brother to grab his jacket from a hanger in the closet. He didn't want Michael to look at his face and know what he was thinking when Tom had no idea what that was. "Is it fair to be asking her to work afterhours as a designated driver? I highly doubt that that was in her job description."

"Let me worry about Rory, okay?" Michael instructed. "You worry about keeping your phone and your wallet together. I take it you got your replacements?"

Tom forced a smile. "Tomorrow morning," he said, shrugging into his jacket.

"Are you ready then?" Michael walked past him and opened Tom's door. "Solis is waiting for us and I don't want to be late."

Tom pressed his lips together and kept his thoughts to himself. Right. Have Michael worry about Aurora. The problem was, Tom couldn't remember when Michael remembered anything about anyone who wasn't himself.

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