Page 229 of Risking the Pucking Defense

“I’ve attempted a few classes. It’s really hard,” Trudy admits.

“It gets a little easier,” I say. “But it definitely requires practice. We can’t all be pros like Hayden.”

We continue chatting, Trudy and Hank allowing me to get to know them as well as giving me even greater insight into the man I’m falling so hard for. Hearing tales of his childhood and the trouble he and Rylee got up to in their younger years makes my chest ache for everything he’s lost. They really were partners in crime and best friends.

A wave of sadness washes over the table every time they talk about Rylee, but it’s quickly followed by so much happiness and laughter as they recall stories and remember her.

Eventually, the food stops coming, even though everyone but Hayden stopped eating a while ago. I’m so full that my pants are cutting into my stomach, but it’s been so worth it. We’re definitely coming back here. We might just rein in the ordering a little.

After getting the leftovers put into containers, Hayden discreetly settles the bill when he goes to the bathroom, and we head out.

“Hailee, it was so wonderful to meet you. We’ve been so worried about Hayden being here on his own, but it’s clear now that I have no reason to be concerned.”

“Mom,” Hayden warns.

“What? I’m a mother, Hayden. It’s my number-one job to worry about my children. The last year has been challenging for all of us, but we’re aware that it was harder for you being here on your own.”

“I was never alone. My friends are pretty awesome.”

“Oh, we know. But now that you’ve got Hailee as well, well, it just settles my unease.”

Trudy leans in for a hug, and the second we connect, she whispers a broken, “Thank you,” in my ear.

I want to respond, but the lump that crawls up my throat makes it impossible, so instead, I squeeze her tighter.

When we part, we’ve both got tears pooling in our eyes. Trudy smiles at me, a silent understanding between us.

“We’ll see you both soon, okay?” Trudy forces out as she embraces her son.

“You’re heading to San Diego, right?” Hayden asks.

“That’s the plan,” Hank explains, pulling me in for a hug. “Will you be there?”

“I don’t think so,” I say sadly. “But I’m sure we’ll see each other soon.”

“We’ll make sure we do. You’re a part of the family now, Hailee.”

I can’t fight the smile that twitches at the corners of my lips.

“Get some rest, both of you. It’s been a long night,” Hank says as their Uber pulls up at the curb.

“Have a safe trip home,” I say as Hayden wraps his arm around my shoulder, watching as they wave and disappear from our sight.

“See,” he says, smugly. “I told you they’d love you.”

“They’re amazing,” I breathe, not that I’m surprised. From what I’ve heard from Hayden, I knew they were going to be incredible, and the exact opposite of everything I experienced growing up.

“Shall we go home?” he asks, leading me toward his car.

“Sounds good. I’m going to have to work, though. Tonight has been…ugh.”

“Yeah,” he agrees as he pulls the passenger door open for me.

The second my ass hits the seat, I pull my cell from my purse and search through my notifications for news on Calvin.

“His swelling is minimal, so he’s having surgery tonight,” I explain when Hayden joins me.

“That’s good, right?”