Clash (Birmingham Hornets Book 2) by Camellia Tate

Clash (Birmingham Hornets Book 2) by Camellia Tate

Author:Camellia Tate [Tate, Camellia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-08-31T16:00:00+00:00


No one was in a particularly great mood.

It helped to learn that Logan was okay, but we all knew what kind of dangers head injuries posed. He might be fine as far as being treated went and that was great. However, there was no telling what his future in hockey would be.

That kind of risk and uncertainty was scary.

Still, we had to go on.

How, at such short notice, the team staff managed to organise a restaurant that could take all of us was beyond me, but they had.

The place wasn’t even huge, which probably meant that a lot of money had been thrown at it. We needed this, though, a bit of a pick-me-up.

As we all arrived and everyone picked seats, I somehow ended up sitting next to Neve. That never happened. It never happened so much that Miles actually asked me if I wanted to swap.

But Neve and I had been... better.

I didn’t want to get my hopes too high, of course. Still, these past few trips we’d... talked. Not argued, just talked. And after we talked, I always managed to fall asleep. It was easy to say it might be the lavender, but I was starting to suspect that maybe it was Neve.

Shaking my head at the thought, I told Miles this was fine. He looked at me suspiciously, as did Harrison from across the table, but no one actively said anything.

“Have you managed to make your way to the Rijksmuseum yet?” I asked, just to prove to the guys that Neve and I could sit next to each other and not argue.

She blinked at me, her eyes seeming to catch and reflect the light. If I ignored the hockey players all around us, I could almost see how this restaurant might be romantic.

“Oh. Yeah, this morning.” She nodded. For once, I sensed that her hesitation wasn’t in talking to me. She looked as though she didn’t know what to say to someone whose teammate had been so recently injured.

But she rallied, giving me a sombre smile. “They’ve got this amazing app: you pick what you want to see, and it suggests the best route to hit them all. I’ve never seen anything like that before.”

That sounded genuinely innovative.

“Weren’t you tempted to say you want to see everything, though?” I teased.

The Rijksmuseum was somewhere I had been before, but many years ago, with my mum. She loved art, which meant that we had been to most major art galleries. Certainly in Europe and quite a few elsewhere.

That was one of those things that would make Neve call me privileged, though, so I didn’t say that.

Back then, they hadn’t had an app like that.

“I very rarely want to see everything,” Neve told me. “I feel like my head gets too full and I can’t appreciate the things I see at the end of the day as much as I did the things in the morning.”

This wasn’t a problem I’d ever had, but I could still understand how it might feel.



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