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“When do you plan on seeing her again?”

“I have no fucking clue.”

“You’ve always given it to me straight, so I’m going to return the favor.”

I look up from where I’m staring down at the dark wooden table.

“You’re being a defeated asshole. You’re acting like you’ve lost her, when the facts are, you haven’t. I saw the way she looked at you at the gala—like you hung the fucking moon. Get your finger out of your ass and go to her or at least fucking call her. Just do something, for both your sanity and mine. I want my best friend back, but I need my AC for my last season.”

My head whips up.What?

“I haven’t said anything official yet, but I’m out of contract after this season, and my agent isn’t going to negotiate renewal terms. I’m out. Whatever happens this year, I’m out.”

“You’re serious?”

“Deadly. I want to spend time with my wife, and this coaching thing, I’m actually pretty good at it.” He smirks. “Alright, I’m fucking awesome.”

“Modest as ever,” I say, rising from the booth and picking up his empty glass, tipping it toward him. “Probably shouldn’t, but on that bombshell, you want another?”

“Hit me,” he says, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his phone, no doubt to send another text to Felicity.

Standing at the bar waiting to be served, I start mindlessly scrolling through the few texts I’ve exchanged with Luna over the past three weeks.

“Fuck it.”

Me

I really need to talk to you. I can’t keep my distance for much longer.

The next ten seconds feel like ten fucking years as I watch the dots dance across my screen.

Rocket

It’s past midnight here. Maybe tomorrow?

I totally forgot about the three-hour time difference. Head is firmly up my ass.

Shit, did I wake you?

No. Having trouble sleeping.

Same, baby.

What’s wrong?

I know we need to talk, but I still don’t have any answers.

I’m losing her. I fucking know it. Panic overtakes me.

If you need more time, then okay. But please, don’t push me away, Luna.

I won’t. I’m not.

It feels like you are.

Nothing. Not even three fucking dots.

I can get on a flight right now. There’s no practice until Wednesday.