Thanks, Dad.
Dad
Love you.
Matteo
Love you too.
I close out of the conversation, tucking my phone away as I grab my things and head toward the washroom. I catch my uncle’s gaze as he passes me in the hall and he gives me a knowing look, dipping his chin.
I shower, dry off, and get dressed in what feels like record time. The rest of the guys are still lingering when I grab my keys, phone, and wallet and head out to the garage.
Just as I’m climbing into the car, my phone vibrates again. This time, when my stomach does a somersault, it’s for a good reason. There’s a message from Jade.
Sunny
Don’t alert the press or anything, but I watched your game tonight.
A slow smile tugs on my lips.
Matteo
How’d I do?
Sunny
It was impressive and entertaining.
I’d watch again.
Matteo
Let me know before next time so I can make sure I pull out my best moves.
Sunny
Show-off.
Matteo
Only for you.
Maybe sometime you can come watch it in person.
Sunny
Would you want that?
Matteo
You in the stands while I’m on the ice? Fuck yeah.
Sunny
Lol. Maybe if this deadline doesn’t send me on a grippy sock vacation.
Matteo
