The Blame Game: An MM Hockey Romance (Relationship Goals Book 5) by Brigham Vaughn

Author:Brigham Vaughn [Vaughn, Brigham]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Two Peninsulas Press
Published: 2024-08-30T00:00:00+00:00

“There you are. I was starting to think I’d been stood up,” Audra teased as she opened the door to the apartment.

“No. Sorry. Traffic was terrible.” Dom frowned, stepping inside and letting the door close behind him. “Hey, is Shea around?”

Audra shot him a look. “Look, I know that I don’t do it for you, but not even a, ‘hello, Audra, you look lovely. I appreciate you making all of this effort to get beautiful for the event I’m taking you to tonight’ or anything?”

Dom blinked, finally taking the time to look her over.

She was lovely and he was sure she had put in a lot of time getting ready. “I’m sorry,” he said sincerely. “You do look beautiful and I appreciate you being willing to go to this level of effort for me.”

She smirked. “That’s more like it. Now, if you want to see Shea before we head out, I think he’s still in the living room.”

Dom frowned. Huh. Odd that he hadn’t come to say hi.

He’d seemed off lately though. A little distant. And Dom supposed he had been too. It had been a strange week, filled with medical testing and the stress of not knowing what was going to happen to his career.

He’d needed time to think too. To try to figure out why it had bothered him to learn that Shea’s sexuality was murkier than he’d realized.

“I won’t be long,” he assured Audra.

Shea was in the living room, sprawled on the couch, looking comfortable in sweats and a tee.

“Hey,” he said, glancing up from his phone. He smiled, but it didn’t quite reach his eyes.

“Hey,” Dom greeted him.

Shea looked him up and down. “You look great. I’m glad we went with that suit and tie.”

“Me too.” Dom hesitated, unsure of how to talk to Shea, how to explain. “Hey, scoot over.”

With a confused look, Shea moved to the side, leaving a small sliver of couch for Dom to balance one hip on.

He ignored the twinge in his back.

Dom settled a hand on Shea’s chest. “So, I know things ended on a weird note last time,” he said quietly, aware Audra was probably listening. “Can we talk after the gala?”

Shea shifted onto his side, dislodging Dom’s hand. “I don’t know. Tonight’s not great.”

“Oh.” Dom hesitated. “If you have another client, I understand …”

Shea licked his lips. “It’s not that. I just—I have some things to think about.”

“What kind of things?”

“What I want my future to look like.”

Dom raised an eyebrow. That was extremely cryptic. “Okay …”

Shea reached out, tangling their fingers together. “It’s not—it’s not that I don’t want to see you. Or that we shouldn’t talk. I know we need to. I—I just want to be sure my head’s where it needs to be before we do.”

“Okay.” Dom squeezed his fingers, concerned.

For a long moment, he looked into Shea’s eyes, drinking in the sight of his face. And then it hit him that Shea looked tired—there were dark smudges beneath his eyes and his stubble wasn’t the usual neat, clean day or two of growth, but a little longer, a little unkempt.

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