Luc’s head was spinning, and he felt a bit nauseated. “Thanks Dad, but I’m just going to bed.”
“Luc, maybe we should talk about yesterday. Or maybe you’d like to talk about why, instead of being with your young lady friend so early this morning, you’re sneaking into your house?”
“Not really. The fact is I don’t know why. I woke up and she was gone.” His chest ached. It was a pain he wasn’t familiar with. He had more emotion invested in this girl than he realized. “You know what, Dad? I think I am going to go to bed. Please make sure I’m up in time to get packed for the airport.”
Luc had been hiding in the bathroom for about half an hour. It was the only place in the hotel room that he could get some privacy. He had texted Kassie to tell her that they got to Detroit okay, but he wasn’t getting an answer from her. Why isn’t she responding? Maybe the hotel had bad reception. Opening the bathroom door, he walked out, still staring at his phone.
“Hey Dad, I’m going to run down to the gift shop. I have a hankering for some chocolate. Need anything?”
“Son, hello? Up here, boy. Get your nose out of that phone and talk to us in the real world.” His dad snapped his fingers in Luc’s face.
“What?” Luc growled. Looking around the room, he noticed his dad was not alone. Sam was in their room talking to his father. “Sam? What are you doing here?”
“I stopped by to see if you and your dad wanted to go down to the bar and have a drink, maybe some nachos. Or are you having gastrointestinal issues?” Sam asked, and added a snicker at the end of his words.
“Gastrointestinal what? Why?”
“Dude, you were in the bathroom forever. You’ve either got a serious case of the shits or you were in there texting Kassie. Do I have to guess which one?”
“Well, it’s not the shits,” Luc’s dad said.
Looking at his phone, Luc saw that she still hadn’t texted him back. Worry ate away at the pit of his stomach. “Might as well go get a drink.”
“Good idea. You need to get your head straight before tomorrow.”
Sam wasn’t wrong. And Sam wasn’t dumb. Out of all the guys, he was the one Luc was closest to. Sam was a few years older than Luc, but that never seemed to matter. Sam had what Luc hoped to find someday. Happiness. His friend had a loving wife, who was pretty cool too, and an awesome kid.
It was probably a good idea that he talk to someone about this. Plus, with Sam not having a dad on the trip, it was a nice idea to hang out with him for a while. He was bunking with Kaden, since he didn’t have a dad either. “All right. Drinks on me.”
At the hotel bar, they found a table in the back, away from the temptation of liquor bottles behind the bar. They ordered nachos, wings, beer, and water for Luc’s dad.
“All right Luc. Food is here, and the drinks are cold. So, spill it.” Sam took a drink of his beer and sat back, waiting for Luc.
“What’s Kaden up to tonight?” Luc asked. If anything could make this night worse, it would be Kaden dropping by unexpectedly.
“Odd way to start things off, but okay. Kaden is out with Dom and his dad. And, no, he hasn’t said one word about you yet. I don’t expect him to. Not to me, anyway. Plus, I don’t want to be in the middle of that shit.”
“Yeah, I’m sure he’ll just save all that piss and vinegar for me.” Luc picked at the nachos, loading up a chip full of every topping before popping it into his mouth.
“You talk to your young lady since we landed?” Luc’s dad asked.
“No.” Luc sighed. “I have no idea what’s going on with her. We were perfectly fine yesterday. Then she ran out on me before I woke up this morning, and I was at her place! Who does that? I texted her to let her know we got here okay, but haven’t heard a word back. I’m really not sure what I did.”
“Do you think it had anything to do with the scrap you and O’Conner got into at practice yesterday?” Sam asked, before grabbing a buffalo wing. “I know we talked about this before, but what’s the deal currently with you and O’Conner’s sister?”
Shaking his head, he answered. “No deal.”
“C’mon. I’ve heard the big man bitching. You’re walking a fine line, dude. So, what’s the story?”
Luc let out a heavy sigh. “I told you, man. There’s no story.” He didn’t even know where to begin. But he knew Sam wasn’t stupid and probably knew more than he was leading on.
“Mr. Marcella, have you met the lovely Kassie?”
“Please, call me Joe. And, yes, I have met Luc’s lady friend. She’s quite the doll.”
“Okay, that’s at least something. So, Joe, what isn’t young Luc here telling us? Because he’s going to get onto the ice tomorrow and has to work with her big, over-protective brother.” Sam turned back to Luc. “Not to mention if you go out there mad, or worried that she’s not talking to you, you put yourself in danger of getting hurt. Your head needs to be in the game at all times.”
Sam was absolutely right. Even if Kassie didn’t respond to him, he had to be okay with it. He could deal with all that when he got back. “All right, surfer boy. Whatever I tell you has to stay between us. Got it? I can’t ruffle any more of Kaden’s feathers than I already have. I’m not scared of him, but I’m also quite fond of my balls.”
“You’re right about that. He is one guy whose bad side I would not want to be on. What’s going on?”
Luc’s dad sat back with his ice water and listened.
“First of all, Kaden needs to get the bug out of his ass. He might be her brother, but he isn’t God.”
“That might be true, but he’s worried about her. And you know the code—”
“I’m so sick of hearing about that damn code! I know all about it.” Luc slammed his fist on the table, rattling the dishes. “I think about it all day, every day. But rules were made to be broken, and the damn code can’t change the way I feel about Kassie.”
“Oh? How do you feel about her? Remember, I’m on your side. If I can help to ease tensions in the locker room, I’ll do what I can.” Sam waved to the waitress for two more beers.
“When you ask it like that it sounds all girly! Damn, dude.” Luc’s face was on fire and it wasn’t from the alcohol. He’d hardly drunk any. He was annoyed. Taking a long gulp to finish off his beer, he hoped it would help even his emotions out. “I like her. A lot.”
“What my dear son means is his days revolve around the lovely Kassie,” Luc’s dad added.
“Oh, I know. I bunk with him on the road usually. I’ve seen him texting her any chance he gets.” Sam grabbed a few more wings.
Luc shrugged, throwing his hands in the air. “I just really like her. What else do you want me to say? And it bugs me that she isn’t responding to me. If she’s upset, then I have no idea what I even did.”