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“Let’s go!” Tweetie shouts, and Jagger motions for him to bring the volume down.
Probably because it will appear disrespectful to Erickson, our current goalie.
“You played with him in college, right, Rowan?” the interviewer asks.
“I did, and he’ll be a great asset to the team, but at the same time, Erickson will be missed in the locker room. He’s a great player and mentor to a lot of us.”
Jagger smiles at my answer. It’s almost too rehearsed. So much so I wonder if these interviewers understand they have no clue who I am underneath this persona.
“Well, I think I speak for all of us when I say we can’t wait to see the four of you on the ice this season. Thanks for taking the time to chat today. Good luck this season.”
We all say our goodbyes and thank them for having us.
Once the interview is over, Jagger turns all the equipment off and sits back down across from us. “Okay, you can all thank Daddy now.”
“What are you talking about?” Henry asks.
“I convinced Conor to come home to Chicago. So when you win the Cup this year, you better be kissing my ass and offering me an extra five percent on all your contracts.” Jagger goes over to the snack table and opens a soda.
“You’ll be kissing ours from all the endorsements,” Tweetie says, joining him.
“Pretty cool, you and Pinkie together again, huh?” Henry slides over on the couch, lifting his wrist to check the time. “I gotta get Bodhi. Want to come and get a reminder of why you need to be sure you’re practicing safe sex?” He chuckles, standing and straightening his pants.
“Please, Bodhi is an endorsement to have children,” I say.
He blows out a breath. “Not when he gets with his friends. Some of his friends would make you run to get a vasectomy.”
He walks over to Jagger, shaking his hand and thanking him.
“Daddy duty, huh?” Jagger asks.
“Yeah.”
Henry leaves, and my phone vibrates in my pocket. My pulse quickens, hoping like hell it’s Leigh.
At Ruby’s whenever you get home.
I’ll be there in twenty.
I pocket my phone and go over to Jagger, thanking him.
“You’re all leaving? I was going to treat you to lunch.” He holds up his hands.
“Unless Leigh’s pussy’s on the menu, Magic isn’t interested.” Tweetie smiles wide.
I’d love to smack that smile off his face, but he’s not wrong. That’s about the only thing I’m hungry for.
“Go. I get it. If my wife was here, I wouldn’t be hanging out with you dipshits.”
I say goodbye and leave the plush hotel, grab a taxi, and book it to my condo, ignoring all the signs that Leigh is worming her way into my daily life.
Seventeen
Kyleigh
All I’ve donesince finding out about my mom is ignore my real life and spend the majority of my days with Rowan. I know I’m pushing off the inevitable, but it’s freeing to just be with someone for sex. At least it started that way. Now every time I’m with him, I feel a little more for him and then feel guilty that he doesn’t know who my brother is.
It’s been easy to dodge my mom because she hasn’t even tried to call me. Good. I hope she’s being eaten alive with guilt, but something tells me that’s not the case. Conor has called me a few times, and I’ve dodged him. My dad is busy with a case. Which leaves me to push away all the anxiety I feel about what’s going to happen with my parents and pretend that everything is okay. At least for the time I spend inside The Nest.
