Misty:Tell me later...it’ll be something to look forward to after this session.
It gave Spencer a much-needed ego boost.As proud of her as he was, he couldn’t ignore the feeling of being left behind.It wasn’t unlike when he’d first gotten hurt and everyone he’d met on the circuit had left to go back to tournaments while he was laid up.He reminded himself that this was the goal.
He also had other goals to help people toward.Another text popped up, this one from a client saying he was running late but would be there soon.Spencer put his phone away and pulled up his file to get ideas for how to proceed.
Hours later and back home, he showered, wolfed down a quick dinner of leftover steak and vegetables, and checked his teeth for stray bits of it before getting on the phone.He picked it up to see a text from Misty.
Misty:Tish is around, so a regular call might be best.
He touched her contact with a feeling of being back on the competition circuit, roommates dictating when and how he could hook up with someone.When she answered, she sounded happy to hear from him.
“How’d it go today?”
“This time, they had us do some more core work before getting on the ice, and I think it made a difference.I didn’t fall as much, anyway.”
“That’s good.”
“Yeah, but you should see my ass now.I could send a pic.”
“Tempting.”The sentence brought back all sorts of memories for Spencer.The sight of her ass encased in workout leggings.Hints of cheeks in her bathing suit and finally feeling it clasped in his hands as they made out.
Misty was still talking, and he forced himself back to the conversation.“Anyway, they’re going to bring a sled onto the ice in the next few days to get us used to pushing it.Then it’ll be time to actually go bobsledding.”
“That’ll be exciting.”Spencer injected some enthusiasm into his voice but couldn’t help remembering what talking to Haley was like in their last days.In retrospect.he knew she hadn’t tried to hurt him—he’d been the one to ask about her days, which she’d spent training, traveling, and competing—but it had still been too painful.
“Oh, shit.My phone’s about to die, but I forgot to tell you—”
The call cut off, leaving Spencer alone in his apartment.Even as he experienced a stab of rejection, it was tempered with relief.He resented that he hadn’t even gotten to tell her anything about his day, but what could he have said that measured up to this?
Chapter Twenty-Two
“Iknew this was inmy packing pile.”Misty zipped up the onesie and turned to face Tish.“How about this for today?”
Tish looked startled.“Why are you going to practice dressed up as a dinosaur?”
“First off, I’m a dragon.”She turned around to show the wings on the back of her iridescent green-scaled costume.“Second, I might actually stay warm in this at the rink.And most importantly, it’s Halloween!”
