“He wasn’t with them,” Coach takes pause, inspecting me as if I’m under a microscope.
This is feeling more and more like a trap. I need to come up with something quick.
“Right. He said he was running an errand and he was going to meet up with them there. And he also told me he wouldn’t be staying out too late. Just a drink to celebrate the win with the boys.”
Coach Bradley sighs in relief, smiling. “Yeah, he’s an excellent captain. Thanks for understanding, Zoe. I’ll see you both tomorrow for breakfast.”
“Good night!”
I try to suppress my smile and swiftly make my way toward the reception desk, silently urging my heart to calm down.
“Hi. I’ll need the room keys for Zoe and Dominik. Dominik Lewis.”
The receptionist offers me a smile, clicking her long, red nails against the keyboard. “Certainly.”
I pull out my phone to text Dominik.
Me
Where are you? I just got hit with an unexpected surprise.
Dom
At an appointment. What’s wrong? Do you need me to come?
What type of appointment would anyone be at after a game and at this time of night?
Me
What appointment? Why didn’t you tell me? And I just spoke to Bradley. Apparently the hotel is overbooked and we got roomed together since we’re such a happy couple. *vomit emoji*
Dom
Oh, okay. You didn’t answer my question.
He doesn’t comment on the room update.
Me
I’m fine. It was just that. You didn’t answer my question about your appointment. And no comment to the room fiasco?
I watch the gray bubbles appear and disappear before another text comes through.
Dom
Where I am doesn’t concern you at the moment. And the room situation is the cherry on my cake tonight. I think my luck is finally turning around. See you later, little butterfly. *wink emoji*
Me
Stop calling me that. And you won’t see me later because I’ll be jumping off the balcony.
Dom
You think a little dark humor is going to deter me? Don’t you know I won’t hesitate to jump after you and chase you through hell? Because we both know that’s where we’re ending up…together.
I blink at my phone, dumbfounded.
Can the guy get any cheesier? Jesus fucking Christ.
