“Eh, your brother-in-law can handle that,” I say with a shrug as he starts to the door.
I expect him to flip me off, curse me out, or something, but he doesn’t. Simply tosses his hand up with a wave. “Sounds good to me.”
Hell, Lucie really has made him a softie.
We make our way back to the hotel to clean up, and I feel so much fucking relief when I take my contacts out of my eyes. Nothing makes me happier than switching to my glasses after a game.
Pulling out my phone, I bring up Jensen’s message again. She’s bound to be asleep, I’m sure, but frankly, I never truly expect a response from her even when she’s awake.
Can I hang your poster in the Blues clubhouse? I think it should be my new good luck charm.
Much to my surprise, she replies.
Jenni-cakes
Funny I was sure that all the looks you gave Dex during the game meant he would be your new good luck charm.
Should someone tell Lucie you have a crush on her man?
First Lucie is well aware. Second YOU WATCHED ME?!
Maybe you have a crush on me
Don’t let your win get to your head Beckham. I’m still out of your league.
I’ve made it from little league to the majors. Don’t underestimate my game.
Don’t undermine my ability to file for a restraining order.
Looking forward to stalking you when I get back to Boston.
Goodnight Beckham.
Hope your dreams are full of me.
And tell Dottie goodnight from me.
Chapter 5
Jensen
Tattoos by Marx
Going to have to cancel our interview today. Spot filled.
Loca Tattoos
Hi, we have decided, in light of current information, we will no longer be moving forward with our interview today.
Ink Envy
Thank you for your interest in our shop, but we’re currently not taking on any new artists.
“I’m going to lose it, really, I think I just might lose my actual shit.” I stare at the three messages that have all come through this morning. How in the hell do I get three rejections back-to-back? I just sent inquiries for these shops yesterday. Not to mention, Ink Envy literally just posted they were looking to add another person to their store.
“What does the second one mean by ‘current information’?” My sister Stella huffs over the line. I sent her the screenshot ofeach message, then called her, ready to rant the moment she answered.
“Hell if I know. The only clear thing about their messages is that they don’t want me. The last one freaking posted on their Instagram story yesterday that they were looking to add another person. I filled out their request form within an hour of them posting.”
