shit we always got right back to laughing. It was through them I’d learned to live again, and I was more thankful for it than I could express. The brotherhood was everything.
As we left the gym, Cole’s cell rang. He smiled as he stopped walking and announced it was his gram.
“I’m gonna go back inside the gym so I can talk to Gram. My signal in the elevators here is shit.”
Gavin and I each told him to tell her we said hi before we waved him off and went on our way. Once I was back to my room I headed to the shower and started rehearsing an apology to Daisy.
I stewed about the bathroom incident all night long, barely getting three hours of non-consecutive sleep. That sucked because it was a show night, which meant the workday didn’t even start until three in the afternoon. I needed something to take my mind off of everything, and lounging around in my room after getting damn near no sleep wasn’t ideal.
All the unstructured time gave me was more opportunity to overthink things and torture myself. I was mortified to have allowed myself to believe, even for a nanosecond, that Tyson Allen wasn’t the world’s biggest asshole.
It galled me to know he had so little respect for me as a person. It had been years since I’d let my guard down for anyone to get so close to me. My string of terrible relationships held me back from doing so many things. How crappy was my luck that the first man I met in forever who attracted me turned out to be the inventor of the douche canoe?
The amount of disgust I had in myself for letting him touch me was almost as big as my anger at him. Stomping down the hotel hallway toward his suite, I had the daily brief clutched in my hand like it held the nuclear codes. The highlight of my day was Cole not being in his room when I knocked. The last thing I’d needed was for him to comment about finding Tyson and me the night before.
Since the day Tyson had told me to slide the daily briefs under his door, I’d crept down the hallway like a little church mouse to do so as quickly as possible. I wasn’t in the mood for his nonsense anymore. When I got to his door, I banged on it continuously for at least thirty seconds. I startled when I heard a voice from behind me.
“He’s not in there.”
Spinning on my heel, I came face to face with Leah, Gavin’s girlfriend. I felt a blush creeping across my cheeks, and I ducked my head bashfully. I liked Leah and was ashamed to have been caught out acting like a nut.
“Sorry,” I muttered. “I didn’t mean to disturb you.”
Leah waved away my concern. “You didn’t,” she said sweetly. “I know Tyson isn’t there because I already tried calling him this morning. I’ve got something going on I wanted his help with, but he didn’t answer. So now I’m on my way to ask Tessa to help me tonight by taking pictures.”
I was so embarrassed she’d caught me being a nut I barely made sense of her words. “Sounds fun,” I answered half-heartedly.
“You could come with me,” she offered.
I shook my head. “No, I’ve got a bunch of work to get done before it’s time to leave for the arena.”
“Completely understandable,” she smiled.
I headed back to the room I used as an office and tried to lose myself in working on a few projects, which didn’t work. I was too amped up to sit in the hotel room. Taking my laptop and my cell I retreated to the rooftop deck and set up at a table. Being outdoors had always been a balm to my soul, which meant I was able to relax a bit. Eventually, I got so into the work that I was shocked when my phone alarm went off to remind me it was time to leave for the show.
I tucked my computer under my arm and called Lacey as I hurried to the elevator. When she picked up, I was full of apologies.
“I am so, so sorry, but I’m going to be late. I got so caught up in making sure the dressing room riders for the next week were received that I completely forgot what time it was. Go ahead without
As we left the gym, Cole’s cell rang. He smiled as he stopped walking and announced it was his gram.
“I’m gonna go back inside the gym so I can talk to Gram. My signal in the elevators here is shit.”
Gavin and I each told him to tell her we said hi before we waved him off and went on our way. Once I was back to my room I headed to the shower and started rehearsing an apology to Daisy.
I stewed about the bathroom incident all night long, barely getting three hours of non-consecutive sleep. That sucked because it was a show night, which meant the workday didn’t even start until three in the afternoon. I needed something to take my mind off of everything, and lounging around in my room after getting damn near no sleep wasn’t ideal.
All the unstructured time gave me was more opportunity to overthink things and torture myself. I was mortified to have allowed myself to believe, even for a nanosecond, that Tyson Allen wasn’t the world’s biggest asshole.
It galled me to know he had so little respect for me as a person. It had been years since I’d let my guard down for anyone to get so close to me. My string of terrible relationships held me back from doing so many things. How crappy was my luck that the first man I met in forever who attracted me turned out to be the inventor of the douche canoe?
The amount of disgust I had in myself for letting him touch me was almost as big as my anger at him. Stomping down the hotel hallway toward his suite, I had the daily brief clutched in my hand like it held the nuclear codes. The highlight of my day was Cole not being in his room when I knocked. The last thing I’d needed was for him to comment about finding Tyson and me the night before.
Since the day Tyson had told me to slide the daily briefs under his door, I’d crept down the hallway like a little church mouse to do so as quickly as possible. I wasn’t in the mood for his nonsense anymore. When I got to his door, I banged on it continuously for at least thirty seconds. I startled when I heard a voice from behind me.
“He’s not in there.”
Spinning on my heel, I came face to face with Leah, Gavin’s girlfriend. I felt a blush creeping across my cheeks, and I ducked my head bashfully. I liked Leah and was ashamed to have been caught out acting like a nut.
“Sorry,” I muttered. “I didn’t mean to disturb you.”
Leah waved away my concern. “You didn’t,” she said sweetly. “I know Tyson isn’t there because I already tried calling him this morning. I’ve got something going on I wanted his help with, but he didn’t answer. So now I’m on my way to ask Tessa to help me tonight by taking pictures.”
I was so embarrassed she’d caught me being a nut I barely made sense of her words. “Sounds fun,” I answered half-heartedly.
“You could come with me,” she offered.
I shook my head. “No, I’ve got a bunch of work to get done before it’s time to leave for the arena.”
“Completely understandable,” she smiled.
I headed back to the room I used as an office and tried to lose myself in working on a few projects, which didn’t work. I was too amped up to sit in the hotel room. Taking my laptop and my cell I retreated to the rooftop deck and set up at a table. Being outdoors had always been a balm to my soul, which meant I was able to relax a bit. Eventually, I got so into the work that I was shocked when my phone alarm went off to remind me it was time to leave for the show.
I tucked my computer under my arm and called Lacey as I hurried to the elevator. When she picked up, I was full of apologies.
“I am so, so sorry, but I’m going to be late. I got so caught up in making sure the dressing room riders for the next week were received that I completely forgot what time it was. Go ahead without
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