Page 42 of The Wildest One

“And if you don’t talk to her?” he asked.

There was this feeling in my chest that I didn’t like. To try to tame it, I bent forward and rested my arms on my hockey pants. “I’m going to miss her like hell.”

TEN

Jolie

Me

How has it been a month since I saw you? You’re kicking all the ass in the meantime—I’ve been keeping track. Who would have ever thought I’d be cheering for a team aside from Boston? Not me, certainly, LOL. Anyway, I’m going to be in LA next weekend. I know you’re going to be in Dallas for a game, and then you’re off to Canada. It just feels weird to go there and not reach out to you.

Beck

Jolie …

You’re flying in on Friday and heading back on Sunday?

Me

Yep.

Beck

Extend your trip.

Me

I can’t. I have a test first thing on Monday morning.

Beck

I get back to LA on Monday afternoon.

Me

Sigh.

Beck

What if you flew to Dallas on Thursday and then flew to LA on Friday? That would give us one night together.

Me

I’d love nothing more, but I can’t make it happen. I’m meeting with a new client on Thursday, and we’re taking them on the yacht.

Beck

Busy girl.

Me

Me? Ha! More like you’re the busy one.

But, hey, at least I tried. I hope I get to see you soon.

Beck

You will.