You’re missing most of it.
Luke:
Then it sounds like I need a better guide.
Her pulse ticked up. She stared at the screen, weighing the line she was toeing.
Cassie:
Careful.
Luke:
That was careful.
She laughed quietly, shaking her head.
Cassie:
So what do you do when you’re not overthinking hockey?
Luke:
Still working on finding that out. Back home, I had places. Here, it’s been more… quiet.
She pictured him alone in his loft, the city just outside his windows.
Cassie:
Pittsburgh’s not quiet if you know where to look.
Luke:
Sounds like experience talking.
Cassie:
Growing up here will do that to you.
Luke:
Then maybe you should point me in the right direction.
Her heart thudded—not fast, but firm.
Cassie:
Maybe.
Luke:
Somewhere that’s not a coffee shop.
She hesitated, then typed slowly.
Cassie:
There’s a park up by the river trail. Or a bar in Lawrenceville that’s loud enough no one listens too closely.
