Grudge Puck: A Hockey Romance by June Winters

Author:June Winters [Winters, June]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-07-02T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

Busted Open

Beau

“Hurry,” I growled at the team doctor, Jordan, as he worked a needle in and out of the skin just above my eyebrow. “I need to get back out there.”

“Be still. I'm going as fast as I can,” Jordan reprimanded me. “But no matter how soon I get this done? No one's letting you out there until you pass a concussion screening.”

“What the fuck for? I'm fine.”

“You looked awfully shaky out there, Beau.”

“Yeah, I just got my face rammed into the glass.”

“Which is why the league will make you pass concussion protocols,” Jordan answered.

“But I'm telling you, I'm fine.”

Jordan shrugged.

In his eyes, it wasn't up for debate. And maybe that was a good thing. Because the truth was? The hit from Leroux fucked me up, and yeah, I was still a little dazed. But I've had my bell rung enough to know this wasn't anything out of the ordinary.

The worst part of that hit was that it happened right in front of Camille. I'd just spotted her for the first time tonight—and my heart jumped into my throat. Not only did she come to the game after all, she dressed a little gothic, like she used to way back when.

Surely that wasn't a coincidence. Was she sending me a message? Did she wanna hook up again tonight?

Then I noticed that middle finger she held waiting for me, right between her boobs. Welp. Guess not.

And then, well, the next thing I knew, my face was plastered into the glass, everything went black, and I woke up on the ice. When I finally got up again, I was seeing double. But even that wasn't so bad—I saw two Camilles behind the glass.

Jordan finished sewing me up and gave the wound a healthy dousing of iodine. “There we go. All patched up. So the league's sending their concussion-spotter down to check you out. Gonna be a few minutes before he gets here, and if you pass all his tests, you'll be good to go back out there.”

“Alright. Hey, Jordan, you mind getting me my cell phone? I should probably tell my Mom I'm alright. She watches every game and she's probably freaking out right now.”

“Sure thing, bud.” Jordan went into the dressing room and came back with my phone.

I called Mom and let her know I was alright. Mom sounded like she'd been crying. Watching my games can be hard on her.

“I'm fine, Mom, alright? Don't worry. I'll talk to you later. I gotta get back into the game. Love you. Bye.”

I hung up, and then my phone buzzed with a text. I opened it—it was from Camille.

“Oh my god, please don't actually die! I didn't mean it! I'm so worried about you … please tell me you're going to be okay!”

I cracked a smile—what, did she actually care about me now?—and texted her back.

“Hi. Not dead yet. Sorry to disappoint you.”

I could practically hear the sigh of relief when I read her reply.

“Fuck! Why do you have to scare me

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