“Sash, you stay on the opposite side of the
room from Nik, just to be safe.”
“Right,” I said. “Oh crap.” I
looked to the door where my ex, Adam entered with his camera gear and a
journalist from The Daily . Nik arced up, I literally saw him expand by
about three or four inches and not where you think.
“That him?” The Russian asked and
I nodded, placing my hand on Nik’s arm.
“Who?” Doc said, trying to catch
up. He and Shayne turned to look.
“Sasha’s ex-husband who took a
quick shot at Nik last night and gave him the black eye, then bolted before he
copped it,” The Russian finished.
“Well done, big mouth,” I said,
and frowned at The Russian whose lips turned up slightly in a smile. He was one
of the girls, our Russian, loved to be amongst the gossip.
Shayne ran his hand through his
hair. “Just gets better. Nik.. hey, Nik!” he snapped, trying to get his
attention.
“Shayne?” Nik frowned and turned
to look at him.
“Not one foot in that guy’s
direction, do you understand me?” Shayne ordered. “He’s not worth getting a
charge over, or missing out on the weekend game. Understood?”
Nik nodded, returning his gaze to
Adam, his eyes narrowing. The two locked looks and I saw Adam smile. Fucking
fantastic, just what I need .
Nik stepped towards him and the
wall that was The Russian blocked him.
“Get him out of here and hurry,”
Shayne ordered and The Russian got a hand around the back of Nik’s neck,
keeping it friendly looking, and directed him to a different exit to where the
media was entering. Both men were tall but The Russian had a lot more weight
behind him and the element of surprise with the speedy block.
The Russian got Nik clear of the
room in time and I watched the two argue as The Russian walked Nik to his car.
I breathed a sigh of relief and looked around to see Shayne watching over my
shoulder. Doc had wandered towards the media to distract them from the circus
we were staging behind them.
“We’ve paid a lot of money for
that guy, Sash, don’t corrupt him,” Shayne said, sort of joking but not really.
I sighed. “Shayne, honestly I’ve
got a lot on my plate and I haven’t been encouraging Nik at all, he’s not even
on my radar.”
“I know, I believe that, but
that’s probably made you more interesting to him,” Shayne said. Again with the can’t-have theory. We watched from the window as Nik shrugged The Russian’s arm off him,
and he unlocked his car and got in.
Shayne cleared his throat. “I
don’t know Nik that well yet, but he doesn’t have a lot of people in his life
and he doesn’t let too many in from what the guys have said. If he clicks with
you, I’m guessing he thinks that’s worth pursuing.”
“I don’t get why; we’ve met a few
times in the office and I took him to a media interview once, that’s it.
There’s no shortage of chicks after these guys. You know all about it.” I
stated the obvious to Shayne an ex-player. “Where is his family? He’s cagey
about that.”
“He has none, well none that he’s
declared. His next of kin on his contract is his financial manager,” Shayne
said, “but keep that to yourself.”
“Wow,” I said. We watched him
drive out of the grounds.
“Can you dial-him-a date or
something?” I asked Shayne, tongue in cheek.
Shayne chuckled. “Leave it with
me. I’ll call Babes-R-Us.”
We both grinned and got back to
the business of the media conference as everyone began to arrive.
Chapter 7
Before I left work I texted Nik to apologize about
the press conference earlier and he texted back to say no big deal and asked
again about Friday night, sigh. I let that one slide. I was meeting my brother
Ethan, my best friend Max and his partner Ren for a post-work drink. We made a
bit of a habit of doing it every Wednesday night. I was closer to Ethan than my
other brothers, not just in looks but we just got on; maybe because our
personalities were nothing alike—being
room from Nik, just to be safe.”
“Right,” I said. “Oh crap.” I
looked to the door where my ex, Adam entered with his camera gear and a
journalist from The Daily . Nik arced up, I literally saw him expand by
about three or four inches and not where you think.
“That him?” The Russian asked and
I nodded, placing my hand on Nik’s arm.
“Who?” Doc said, trying to catch
up. He and Shayne turned to look.
“Sasha’s ex-husband who took a
quick shot at Nik last night and gave him the black eye, then bolted before he
copped it,” The Russian finished.
“Well done, big mouth,” I said,
and frowned at The Russian whose lips turned up slightly in a smile. He was one
of the girls, our Russian, loved to be amongst the gossip.
Shayne ran his hand through his
hair. “Just gets better. Nik.. hey, Nik!” he snapped, trying to get his
attention.
“Shayne?” Nik frowned and turned
to look at him.
“Not one foot in that guy’s
direction, do you understand me?” Shayne ordered. “He’s not worth getting a
charge over, or missing out on the weekend game. Understood?”
Nik nodded, returning his gaze to
Adam, his eyes narrowing. The two locked looks and I saw Adam smile. Fucking
fantastic, just what I need .
Nik stepped towards him and the
wall that was The Russian blocked him.
“Get him out of here and hurry,”
Shayne ordered and The Russian got a hand around the back of Nik’s neck,
keeping it friendly looking, and directed him to a different exit to where the
media was entering. Both men were tall but The Russian had a lot more weight
behind him and the element of surprise with the speedy block.
The Russian got Nik clear of the
room in time and I watched the two argue as The Russian walked Nik to his car.
I breathed a sigh of relief and looked around to see Shayne watching over my
shoulder. Doc had wandered towards the media to distract them from the circus
we were staging behind them.
“We’ve paid a lot of money for
that guy, Sash, don’t corrupt him,” Shayne said, sort of joking but not really.
I sighed. “Shayne, honestly I’ve
got a lot on my plate and I haven’t been encouraging Nik at all, he’s not even
on my radar.”
“I know, I believe that, but
that’s probably made you more interesting to him,” Shayne said. Again with the can’t-have theory. We watched from the window as Nik shrugged The Russian’s arm off him,
and he unlocked his car and got in.
Shayne cleared his throat. “I
don’t know Nik that well yet, but he doesn’t have a lot of people in his life
and he doesn’t let too many in from what the guys have said. If he clicks with
you, I’m guessing he thinks that’s worth pursuing.”
“I don’t get why; we’ve met a few
times in the office and I took him to a media interview once, that’s it.
There’s no shortage of chicks after these guys. You know all about it.” I
stated the obvious to Shayne an ex-player. “Where is his family? He’s cagey
about that.”
“He has none, well none that he’s
declared. His next of kin on his contract is his financial manager,” Shayne
said, “but keep that to yourself.”
“Wow,” I said. We watched him
drive out of the grounds.
“Can you dial-him-a date or
something?” I asked Shayne, tongue in cheek.
Shayne chuckled. “Leave it with
me. I’ll call Babes-R-Us.”
We both grinned and got back to
the business of the media conference as everyone began to arrive.
Chapter 7
Before I left work I texted Nik to apologize about
the press conference earlier and he texted back to say no big deal and asked
again about Friday night, sigh. I let that one slide. I was meeting my brother
Ethan, my best friend Max and his partner Ren for a post-work drink. We made a
bit of a habit of doing it every Wednesday night. I was closer to Ethan than my
other brothers, not just in looks but we just got on; maybe because our
personalities were nothing alike—being
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