Heart hammering triple time, I unlock the door and stare at him.
“What?”
“Give me your phone.”
“What?” Now I’m confused.
“Give me your phone. I paid for it, so technically, it’s mine.” He holds out his hand.
I frown at him. “You bought it for me! It was a gift.”
“I pay the bill so I want it back. Hand it over.”
I stare at him, realizing he’s serious.
And once he cuts me off from the world, I’m in trouble.
“Jayne.” He reaches for me, like he’s going to take it from me forcefully, and I step out of his reach. He can make me give it to him but he can’t make me give him the passcode. So I quickly hit the button to turn it off and then reluctantly hand it to him.
“I just changed the Wi-Fi password, so don’t even think about trying to get in touch with Bodi that way.” He shakes his head. “We’re going to have to talk about your future, but right now I have to get to work. You’ll stay in this house until I get back. Do you understand me?”
I nod because I don’t know what else to do.
“Lourdes will be here all day, so don’t even think about trying to sneak out. Your credit cards, the Uber account, they’ll all be frozen within the next ten minutes.”
With that, he turns and walks out of the room, closing the door with a quiet click.
I stare after him before the tears start to fall.
What on earth is happening? This feels like something out of a bad movie.
And I’m completely cut off from the world.
I thought the day my mom died was the worst day of my life, but I was wrong.
That day is today.
Chapter
Forty-One
Bodi
Going to the arena feels like a chore today.
I’m probably still benched, my agent hasn’t found anyone who wants me, and when I spoke to Harper Barrowman, she said she could potentially bring me back next season, but there’s just no room on the roster right now. I didn’t tell her the details because that will just make it look like I’m involved in drama again.
Well, I am involved in drama, but it’s different this time. This time, it’s important. Jayne is important. And I will tell Ms. Barrowman everything if it comes to that. Short-term, I’m wrestling with my pride and my heart, trying to find a way to have the woman I love without giving up my career.
I don’t want to leave hockey and I don’t want to go back to the minors.
It’s not the end of the world but it was hard not having money, and I don’t want that life for Jayne or our future children. I want to make a good life for her—for them. I can’tbelieve I’m already thinking ahead to kids and that white picket fence I never gave much thought to before Jayne, but I love her.
She should have a man who can take care of her the way she deserves, without worrying about the next payday. I know she’s willing to work and do her share but I love her enough to want her to have the freedom not to work when we have kids. The freedom to do anything she wants.
“Hey, man, what’s up?” West walks in with Vik and Felix behind him.
“Nothing good,” I mutter, opening my locker then starting to put away my things.
