“I’m a fucking delight.”
“So you say,” I tell him.
“Marcus. There’s a call for you in my office,” Coach Andrews calls out. “Came through the main switchboard.”
“What?”
That’s odd. I’ve never gotten a call on the main line before. Well, except once.
That sends panic racing through me. The only time I’ve gotten a call on the main line was when Jamie was in her accident.
Fuck.
Ignoring every guy coming off the ice, I move as fast as I can to Coach’s office. The red light is flashing from his phone. I take a deep breath before picking up the receiver.
“This is Marcus Evans.”
“Marcus. This is Nurse Beckett from Nashville Medical?—”
“What happened?”
I know I should let her finish, but I can’t. Every terrible thought on why she would be calling is flashing through my mind.
“There was an accident. Everyone is okay, but we need you to come down here.”
“They’re okay?”
What the hell happened?
“Yes, but we’ll need you to come down here.”
“I’m on my way.”
I hang up the phone without another word. Rushing into the locker room, I strip out of my gear and toss it into my locker.
“Everything okay?” Jasper asks.
“The girls were in an accident.”
I dig around in my bag for my keys and phone. There’s a few missed calls from Harper.
Fuck. I hate that I’m not there with them right now. I can’t imagine how scared Sam and Sadie are.
“Are they okay?” Noah asks.
“That’s what the nurse said.”
I won’t breathe a sigh of relief until I lay eyes on all three of them.
“Do you need one of us to drive you down there?” Bode asks.
For the first time in his life, he’s serious, and I’m not sure I can handle that right now.
“Thanks, but I’ll be okay.”
“You sure?” Dax asks.
I nod, finally feeling my keys in my bag. “I’m sure.”
