The Workaholic And The Realist (New Hampshire Bears #2) - Plot & Excerpts
I already knew the answer. Game two equaled another loss. At least, this game I didn’t land my ass in the sin bin one time. Not one person better blame me. I yanked off my jersey and began to rip off my pads, tossing it all into the bag on the floor. The equipment team had to make sure everything was packed and ready for us to be on the plane in the morning. “Want to grab a drink?” Remington asked with Kyson by his side. I shook my head. “Jaco, what’s up?” Kyson took another step toward me. I shrugged. I really didn’t know how to tell them how much of an ass I had been to Harlow. They would both break my jaw, and I’d deserve every punch. “I’m tired.” I finally gave them the first excuse that came to mind. I brushed around them to head to the shower. I made it to my truck and drove to Harlow’s house.
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