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Presley: I’m glad you got to see them.
I stare at her words until the light turns green, then set the phone back in the cupholder. My sister’s voice echoes in my head.
“You won’t know unless you try.”
“Either way, you could lose something.”
I know I want her.
I’ve wanted her for years. But that’s not the scary part.
It’s that I’m starting to believe that I might just be done pretending I don’t.
CHAPTER NINE
Presley
Everything feels a little lighter today, which makes absolutely no sense. Maybe it’s because Christmas Eve is tomorrow. Training was voluntary today, though, so that’s part of it. The guys have been filtering in and out throughout the day, so it’s been quiet overall. But we’re in the middle of playoff training, and the vibe should be more intense than it is today. It could also be the undercurrent of energy humming through the building.
Happiness.
My sister and Liam got engaged last night. He took her and Sera to Wollman Rink in Central Park, which holds special meaning to them, and proposed.
After their rough start, I couldn’t be happier for them.
I lean against the wall in the training room, watching Liam announce the engagement to the team, grinning. Not only because he’s excited, but because my sister’s old best friend, who caused problems between Alie and Liam, is present, and I find joy in making him uncomfortable.
Petty? Maybe, but I really don’t give a fuck after everything he put them through.
“Whatcha looking at, Doc?”
I turn to see Brody leaning against the wall next to me, arms crossed, smirking.
“I’m just observing,” I say.
He nods and turns his gaze to Liam.
“You happy for them?”
A smile breaks across my face. “The happiest.”
“Me too. Maybe you’ll be next.”
I tilt my head back and laugh. “You’re funny, Vaughn.”
“Hey, you never know. I think these things happen in threes.”
My smile drops, and I look at him dryly. “That’s death.”
He shrugs. “Eh, same thing.”
“Nice.” I roll my eyes and shake my head. “Don’t you have something productive to do?”
“I am being productive. I’m talking to you.”
I step back and push him off the wall playfully, toward the weights. “Get to work.”
He laughs and disappears into the land of metal, leaving me alone with my thoughts.
