My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 309

Bonus 9: A Call

Nina

It was well after the party, and everyone else had gone to sleep. ]

Lori and Jessica took over the guest- room after all due to the fact that Melania, using her magic, conjured up an amazing little hut outside. When we walked into the hut, we were all astonished to see that it was bigger on the inside, although I was more astonished to see the loving look in Luke’s eyes when the attractive witch performed her trick.

The hockey team took up residence on the floor of the living room, and now Enzo and I were lying in our bed, too energized to sleep. We had a movie playing quietly on the television, but neither of us were watching it. We had … more important things to do in bed.

As the credits rolled on the screen,

Enzo and I lay comfortably entwined in the bed, a blanket draped lazily over our nude bodies.

The peaceful silence was broken only by the low hum of the movie soundtrack and our quiet breaths syncing in harmony. It was the calm serenity of shared solitude, a comforting quiet that came with the understanding that it was enough to just be in each other’s presence.

A slow smile was creeping across my face as I traced patterns on Enzo’s chest with my finger.

Suddenly, the shrill ring of my phone pierced the tranquility and caused my smile to fade.

I glanced at the screen, an unknown number flashing brightly. I furrowed my brows, expecting an annoying spam caller at this late hour. With a sigh, I picked up the call, ready to hang up at the first sign of a recorded message.

But the voice that greeted me was tar from mechanical. It was warm, familiar, and it brought a lump to my throat. “Nina?” The voice was shaky, hesitant.

I whispered, the surprise and

and mom’s phone hasn’t been working properly. I’m sorry that you haven’t heard from us, but we have received your

washed over me. “It’s alright,” I replied. Enzo sat up behind me. I felt him stand and watched as he walked over to

talking in the background, but I knew fully well that Taylor didn’t own a cell phone. “Are you at a phone

“They’re still a thing over here. It’s actually

laugh. “Yeah,” I replied.

often that he threw it in the street and watched with satisfaction as the school bus

was. I always teased him and said that he should

happened?” I asked, wanting to know why he and my mom had

that he wanted to say, but he couldn’t bring himself to say

like a wave. I had been clinging to the hope of my family being there on my special day. But understanding and love for my brother quelled the rising storm

glad you and mom are okay. I’ll come to visit

smile through the phone. “Good,” he replied quietly. “I promise we’ll see each other sooner than

Taylor’s words, but I decided that I was just imagining things, and decided to change

few minutes left on the payphone and, not knowing when I would get a chance to talk to

revisiting shared memories, love and longing stitched into every word. Our words, echoing with years of lost time and connection, painted a bittersweet picture. By the

fell back onto the bed, the phone call leaving

put on another movie, turned to me, his brows creased with concern at

Enzo asked, his voice soft as a whisper, his hand running through my hair

the weight of unshed tears. “I don’t know why, exactly. I think they’re just too busy, and it’s too far. Taylor is sick, after all, but

giving me strength. He didn’t need to say anything. His presence, his arms wrapped around me,