Zero Pucks Left: (Gigi & Beau duet #2) (Las Vegas Angels Duet Series) by Jessa York

Author:Jessa York [York, Jessa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-05-19T18:30:00+00:00

Later that night, after Beau sprung for pizza and beer for all of us, and I’d done my level best to pretend Beau and I were the happiest engaged couple around—I showered and fell into my new bed. In my new home.

I looked around at the bare walls and boxes.

Then I promptly began crying.

Again.

Gosh, I was turning into such a baby. I tried to watch a show on my phone, but nothing would keep my attention. Then I tried to read, but it was hard when you couldn’t see the words because of all the tears that wouldn’t stop falling.

So, here I was, a big, giant, ball of sucky baby. Good grief I needed to get my mind off this crappy turn of events. But how?

I thought I heard a light knock at the door, so I held my breath, hoping I was mistaken.

When I heard it again, I let out my breath and hiccoughed. “I’m sleeping. Do you need something?”

The door opened slowly. “You’re not sleeping.”

“I am,” I said from under the covers, not wanting Beau to see my face.

Two seconds later, the lamp went on and the comforter was pulled off my head. Beau sighed. Loudly. “Christ, woman. Move over.”

I shook my head and closed my eyes. “Nope, I’m sleeping.”

“Then I suppose I’ll just eat all these Coffee Crisps by myself.”

I opened one eye to make sure he wasn’t bluffing.

He wasn’t.

I moved over, making room for him on the bed as I sat up and reached for the grocery bag. “Gimme,” I said, sticking my hand inside and yanking out that familiar, yellow wrapper. Once I ripped it open, I took a big bite into the crispy, chocolatey delight. I gazed up at Beau for a second. “Thanks.”

He plopped himself down beside me and pulled out a bag of ketchup chips. “It won’t be so bad here, you know,” he said, stuffing a huge chip into his mouth and crunching down on it.

“I know.” I sniffled and took anther bite.

“Then why are you crying?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “I’m a girl, Moreau. I think you forget that sometimes.”

He laughed, throwing his head back. “Trust me, Martin, I never forget you’re a girl.” His big chest shook as he kept laughing.

“You do.”

Beau stopped laughing and peered down at me. “What are you talking about?”

“I know I act tough, and I run my life in a fairly logical, methodical manner. I also try my best to help other people run their lives the same way. But,” I said, sniffing again, “I’m still a girl. I have feelings like everyone else.”

“I know you have feelings.”

I shook my head, feeling my heart squeeze. “No, I don’t think you do. I know getting engaged doesn’t mean anything to you. But it’s something a girl thinks about since—well, since they learn that’s even a thing. We spend our whole lives dreaming and thinking—wishing and hoping—and then—”

“And then you get a fake engagement to some asshole who needs help cleaning up his public persona?”

I shrugged again, stealing a chip from Beau’s bag.

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