I watch as she strides down the driveway before I pull out my phone.
My fingers can’t type fast enough as I search for the information I’m looking for. The white blank screen as it loads ratchets my panic higher and higher.
I remember that phone call about a week after we got home from Vegas. They asked if we could come back in and sign some paperwork because something was missed and they couldn’t file the license. Until we came in, we weren’t legally married.
Marcus and I laughed it off. We told ourselves we would do it later. It didn’t change how we felt about each other.
We knew we were destined to be married. But to be married this whole time andnotknow it?
This can’t be happening.
This really can’t be happening.
The website opens and I enter my name.
There in black and white are our names and our marriage date.
We’re still married?!
You’ve got to be kidding me.
Chapter Seven
MARCUS
“You looked good out there today, Cap,” Coach Andrews tells me. “Better than you did last week.”
I take a swig of my water bottle. “My head is back in the game. Sorry, Coach.”
“Don’t be sorry. I know you have a lot on your plate, so if you need anything, let me know.”
“Appreciate it.”
“Good.” Coach slaps me on the shoulder. “Get a few more laps in out there and then hit the showers.”
I nod at him before taking off on the ice. The feel of the ice under my skates helps push everything else from my head. Not a care in the world.
I know my mom has the girls until bedtime. I know they’re in good hands, so I don’t have to worry.
I push seeing Harper from my mind. That’s not going to get me anywhere.
This? Playing hockey? It’s what I can focus on. On moving the team forward. We’ve got a solid team, one that I feel like we can make a deep playoff run with.
Fuck. That’s something I never thought would happen.It always felt like we were the perennial losers of the league. That no one cared about the Knights.
There’s an energy in the locker room with these guys for the first time in a long while. I know it has to do with Coach Andrews. I’m glad we have someone like him with the team now. It was a building year when he first came in, and then adding Noah?
Yeah, we’ve got a team that I’m excited to be a part of.
When all the guys are off the ice, I do a few more laps before heading to the locker room to hit the showers.
Nothing like a good practice to work out whatever I’m feeling off the ice.
“You ready for our game against Vegas?” Dax asks as I pull on a pair of shorts.
“Fuck yeah. We’re ready.”
“I wish we didn’t have to play our first game on the road.”
