“Maybe I want to stay longer.” She takes another sip of her drink and makes it clear she’s still pissed at me.
Hayes and Foxx snicker into the drinks, and I shoot them a look that shuts them up.
“It’s one in the morning. I’m not letting you Uber home alone, and neither are your brothers. I could always throw you over my shoulder,” I say with a quiet threat, knowing it will get her attention.
She whips her head to meet my stare. Her eyes are ablaze with fury as she starts to speak.
“I could take her home?” Hayes says, cutting Savi off and doing his damnedest not to smile. He knows he’s pushing my buttons and is completely enjoying himself in the process.
“That’s okay,” Savi laughs softly, losing the tension in her body as she smiles at Hayes. She knows damn well what he is up to. All three of them are having way too much fun messing with my fucking head. “I should probably go. It’s way later than I thought it was, and I work tomorrow afternoon.”
“See you at the next game, lucky charm,” Hayes winks at her, and I want to punch him.
“You really want to get yourself killed, don’t you?” Foxx chuckles into his drink.
“Apparently,” I mutter just as her family appears at the table.
They say their goodbyes to my teammates, thanking us for a good time, before we walk outside to where our Ubers are waiting.
Taking a deep breath, I slide into the backseat with Savi, unsure what I’m going to be met with.
We pull away, and the silence is deafening. I can tell by her body language and avoidance of my presence that I’m her least favorite person right now.
And can you blame her?
One minute I have my hands all over her, and the next I’m pushing her away because I’m terrified of getting in too deep and not being able to pull myself out.
The drive home is so full of tension that I’m surprised the windows in the car haven’t cracked. Since the driver recognized me, I decided to keep quiet on the ride. The last thing I need is him telling the press what he heard in the back seat of his car.
Pulling out my phone to stay distracted, I text my personal assistant, letting her know I need someone to return my car by tomorrow morning. She has a spare key for matters like this and will see to it that it’s delivered.
She’s worked for me since I signed onto the Devils and is good at keeping things private and organizing my life. All I have to do is show up when she tells me to and play hockey.
When I signed with the Bolts, I made her pay worthwhile, and I wasn't surprised in the slightest when she agreed to move.
Savi glances at my phone and frowns. I can only imagine what she’s thinking.
“I was letting my assistant know I needed my car tomorrow morning,” I say, answering her unspoken questions as I pocket my phone again in my suit jacket.
“You’re free to hook up whenever you want. No one’s stopping you,” she says quietly, so we won’t be heard over the music playing through the front speakers.
A few months ago, I probably would have been setting something up for later just to blow off some steam and try to forget about the girl sitting next to me. But ever since I moved in with Savi, I’ve had no desire to look elsewhere.
“Haven’t felt the need to lately,” I say, feeling the need to tell her.
“Well, that’s unfortunate for you. Your dick may fall off from lack of action.”
My lips quirk at her feisty mouth.
“Worried about my dick, Savi?” I arch my eyebrow at her and wait for her smart retort.
“That would require caring about it in the first place,” she responds with a dig at me as we pull up into her driveway. She’s out the door the minute the car stops, as I watch her quickly take the stairs up to the front porch.
I thank the driver and hand him a hundred-dollar tip for probably the most uncomfortable ride he’s ever had before following Savi inside to face whatever is waiting for me. I know I’ll never be able to sleep if I don’t get a few things off my chest. She may never talk to me again after this, but she deserves to know some truth about me.
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