Alexei: A Chicago Blaze Hockey Romance by Rothert Brenda

Author:Rothert, Brenda [Rothert, Brenda]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Silver Sky Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2020-02-03T16:00:00+00:00

14

Alexei

“Father Time, can you believe that? It sounds like a major role, right?” Joe beams at me across the table as we eat dinner. “And no prior acting experience. My kid’s just a natural.”

He’s been talking nonstop about his family since his phone call this afternoon. Apparently his wife, son and two daughters caught him up on every single thing they’ve done or said in the past three weeks, and now Joe’s relaying it all to me.

“And I’ll be out of here in time to see him in the play,” he continues. “What do you give a boy on opening night of a play? I know you’re supposed to give a girl flowers, but I don’t know what to get a boy.”

“Does he have a hockey stick?”

“No.”

“How old is he?”

“Nine.”

“Oh yeah, it’s time for his first hockey stick. I’ll send him one.”

Joe lights up. “Would you really? A real one, from your team?”

“I’ll send one signed by all the guys and another one he can actually play with.”

“Man, that’d be awesome, thanks.”

I remember then that my team is now the Chicago Blaze. I’ll never play with the Austin Comets again. And even though I’m strength training every day and physical therapy is going well, I may never play for the Blaze, either. I’ll have to get back to the top of my game physically to even have a chance.

Graysen catches my eye as she walks across the dining room, deep in conversation with a colleague. Her hair is piled on top of her head in a big bun, a few curls spilling loose.

“You got a thing for the doc?” Joe asks, sounding amused.

“What? No.” I look down at the vegetables on my plate.

“You do.”

I shrug, playing it off. “I haven’t been with a woman in more than a month and she’s pretty, so yeah, I’m looking.”

“She’s pretty, isn’t she? I didn’t see it when I first got here, but the more I get to know her, the more I see it.”

“Want to catch some hockey later in the lounge?”

“Yep,” Joe says through a bite of mashed potatoes. “Hey, you should ask her out.”

“You think?” I give him a pointed look. “Should I take her out for dinner here in the Beckett dining room and then ask her back to my room for the night?”

“Not now, asswipe. After we get out of here.”

“I might.”

I will, but I don’t tell Joe that. The last thing I want is to get Graysen in trouble by saying too much. I never would’ve thought a woman like her would be interested in me, and now that I know she is, I can’t stop thinking about her.

One thing I know for sure about Graysen is that her attraction to me has nothing to do with me being an NHL hockey player. I’ve never been able to say that about any woman. They often want to be seen out with me by going to high-profile places or they ask for tickets to games. It’s never about who I am, but rather what I can do for them.

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