Any Other Day: A Grumpy Sunshine Romance (Richland Renegades Book 1) by Jenna McCall

Author:Jenna McCall [McCall, Jenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-03-12T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

“These Renegades boys make my life so easy. From romance scandals to postseason injuries, our boy Boh finds himself at the center of attention again as we skate toward training camp. Will he make it? Will he share a locker room with Beckett? Will our beloved Captain keep a lid on all these manly tempers?”

Penni’s Puckleberry Tea

Boh

I woke up to a racket in the kitchen.

Novy.

When was the last time I woke up and didn’t think of Novy? Even without the delicious scents from whatever she was cooking permeating my room, my mind moved to thoughts of her. Of the way her hair slipped free of her ponytail to trail against the curve of her cheek. Or the way her lips pursed, all pink and kissable, when she read a food label with the same sort of interest I studied game plays.

I rolled out of the bed, limping naked to the en suite and to the shower. A few minutes later, I’d water-proofed my cast and steam filled the shower. Sakra, it would be a relief to get rid of the stupid thing today.

I clenched my eyes closed as the memory of speaking to Novy last night swept through me. I shouldn’t have been so harsh with her. She meant well. She had that sort of nature, the kind that wanted to soothe and take away the suffering of others.

Was this the new me? Constantly a breath away from losing control? From losing my mind?

Any other day, I would have held it in. Sucked it up and pretended to be unaffected both by the fans and by the hurt in her eyes. But the reins on my temper had been ripped away. My restraint shattered. Had I shouted at her at the restaurant? I remembered calling for her at the exit. Remembered snarling at the fans.

Remembered snarling at Novy.

Remembered I’d have to face her, spend the morning with her, as she carried me to my appointments. Fuck.

Shrugging into a pair of clean sweats from the dresser, I left the sanctum of my bedroom and cautiously approached the kitchen. Novy stood at the island filling two bowls with oatmeal. She smiled to herself as she plopped a handful of blueberries atop both.

At the sight of her, the band around my chest loosened. “Hey.”

“Hi!” She pointed to the bowls. “I just finished filming this amazing oatmeal recipe.” She waved at a camera and light stand at the end of the counter. “And your island is amazing. Such a pretty countertop in the videos.”

I wagged my head. “We agreed no filming.”

“You might have said something like that, it’s true. But I have student loans and I’m stuck with your grumpy butt indefinitely. I can’t give that income up for the foreseeable future, Mr. Zacha. We aren’t all making NHL salaries in this apartment.”

“You make enough doing these cooking videos to pay back your loans?”

“Yep.”

I wanted to ask about her family. Ask if they helped her out with her school, though it sounded like she managed on her own.

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