Talk Hockey to Me by Kelly Jamieson

Author:Kelly Jamieson [Jamieson, Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kelly Jamieson

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Kate

I’m doing my job. The job he hired me to do. And he questions my judgment?

That stung when he said I should know better. That this was about his mental health.

I understand that.

Am I pushing for something he shouldn’t do? Would it truly be harmful for him to play for that team, with those two players?

I trudge into my bedroom, kick off my ballet flats, and throw myself on the bed.

I’m not a psychologist. Maybe I should be listening to him. He knows himself and what’s best for him.

Yes, I think I can negotiate a damn good contract with the Bears. I can sense their interest in him, and based on their recent moves, he’d be an excellent forward for them. Isn’t that what Hunter wants?

There are other options. If he wants me to forget about the Bears, I can do that. I’m not as confident in offers we might get from Long Beach and Toronto, but I can bust my butt to try to get the best deal for him I can.

I roll onto my stomach, squeezing my eyes shut. I’m his agent, but I don’t want to lose him as a friend. A lump constricts my throat. I want to pick up the phone and call him and apologize, but I know I’ll cry and it pains me to admit it, but he was right. We both need some time.

So I get ready for bed and crawl under the covers. It’s impossible to shut off my mind. I keep going over and over our conversation. I could have handled it differently. Maybe I could have avoided getting him upset. I know that a lot of men don’t respond well to strong women. That got me in trouble at Pinnacle. Guys in college who couldn’t handle dating me, who were pissed off because I knew more about hockey than they did and didn’t try to hide it.

But Hunter’s not like that.

Or is he?

He wasn’t like that in college. He was proud of me for being captain of the women’s team. He never got annoyed at me for being bossy or knowledgeable. He liked it.

But now it’s his life, maybe he feels differently.

I get up, have a drink of water, attempt to read a book for a while to distract me. This time when I go back to bed, I manage to fall asleep, but when I wake up in the morning, I feel exhausted.

But calmer.

I have work to do. Phone calls to make. There are a couple of other young guys in the draft this year I’ve been talking to. I arrange meetings in Newark the week of the draft. I know they’ll be talking to a bunch of agents. They aren’t going to be signing multi-million-dollar contracts, but that’s okay. It’s a long game and signing them now will pay off down the road.

Shortly after lunch, I check my phone and there’s a text from Hunter. My heart caroms in my chest at seeing his name.

Hey. Can I

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