Page 30 of Cabin Fever Baby
“Finance guy. He wanted to downsize a bit, and he ended up taking a job at Crescent Cove Trust. Now he happily writes mortgages all day for the fair citizens of the Cove.”
“That sounds kinda nice, actually.”
“They’re happier than I’ve ever seen them, to be honest. Not that I’ve been able to visit all that often.”
“And why you wanted to surprise them with some extra time.”
“Yeah.” He lightly tapped his thumb on the table. “But at least they won’t worry about me yet. I wasn’t due to arrive until Christmas Eve.”
Standing, I took my dish and reached for the platter that was nearly empty.
He stood too. “No, I got it. You cooked.”
“You should be resting.”
He rolled his eyes. “I did plenty of resting last night.”
“That’s not restful sleep. That was on par with drunk sleep.”
“And how would you know?”
“My brothers played hockey and got hurt all the time.”
“How many brothers do you have?”
I grinned and let him take my plate. “Three brothers and a sister.”
“So, kinda like me.”
“Kinda.”
Not that I needed to tell him my middle brother was one of the most famous musicians in the world. Oh, and my baby brother had just been called up to fill in for the goalie on the Chicago Kings who’d been hurt—and he was causing quite the sensation.
So, now I hadtwoidiots to protect.
I followed him to the sink and dried the dishes he washed.
“So, do you play hockey too?”
“Yes.”
He grinned down at me. “Who’s your team?”
“The Kings.”
“Chicago Kings?”
“Unfortunately, yes.”
He laughed. “They are terrible this year. At least the last time I managed to watch a game all the way through. By the time I turn on the TV, I’m halfway asleep.”
“Oh, they’re still terrible.”
Though they have had a few wins lately thanks to my little brother and his psychotic guarding of the net, they’d been doing a little better. I knew he had something to prove, but he scared the crap out of me every time he contorted himself to block a puck.
“I wonder if a game is on tonight. Looks like we’re stuck inside.”
“They’re playing Seattle tonight.”