Trying to Score
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“Those are for the road,” he whispered against her lips.
She took in a shuttering breath before backing away and wrapping her arms around Aiden’s neck. Lucas started towards the plane and couldn’t bear to look back at them. He knew if he did, he would break down. With every step he took, he felt like he was leaving his whole heart behind.
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Fallon was having the worst week of her life. Things were nuts at work, Audrey was acting weird and Aiden was missing Lucas something crazy.
So was she.
Her lips still hadn’t stop tingling since Lucas had left, and with Aiden talking about him every five minutes, Fallon couldn’t help but miss him. She had thought of him nonstop, and she wondered what he was doing at every moment of the day. They had talked a few times on the phone, but it was about mundane stuff, nothing that made her toes curl. She was ready for him to come home — probably more than Aiden was — and boy was he ready. He had started a ‘Countdown Until Daddy Comes Home’ calendar, and he constantly had the NHL network on just in case they talked about Lucas. It was a tearful goodbye when Lucas left, and Fallon didn’t think they would be fully okay until Lucas was home.
Which was bad, so bad.
It was as if she had already decided to give him the two weeks, that they were in a relationship — but maybe she had, and maybe they were. She didn’t fully trust him, but she was starting to. She hadn’t thought of him and Allison at all, but she wrote that off as him not being there, so really she didn’t have a clue what was going on with her. She just knew that she missed Lucas and wanted him home.
Fallon pulled into the driveway of her house and took a deep breath. Luckily, it had been an early day for her. With the campaign coming up the following week, Fallon was working around the clock to get things done. She had been so tired and was excited when her whole afternoon was free. The only thing that sucked was that she didn’t get off in time to get Aiden. Fallon grabbed her briefcase and got out the car, heading for the front door.
Fallon opened the door and found Audrey sitting on the bottom stairs, her face in her hands. Fallon dropped her briefcase and went straight for her.
“Audrey, are you okay?” she asked nervously.
Audrey looked up and shook her head.
“What’s wrong?”
She had been acting so weird the past couple weeks and this had to be the moment when she told Fallon what was going on. Fallon wasn’t sure how much more she could take. Audrey was her best friend and not knowing what was wrong with her was generally killing her with worry. Audrey bit her lip. “You have to promise me, you won’t get mad.”
Fallon narrowed her eyes, what the hell?
“Why?”
“Just promise.”
Fallon thought it through for a moment and decided that it must not be that bad because Audrey wouldn’t ask for her to promise that if it was serious. “I promise.”
“Aiden got wrote up in school today for rapping,” she said in a rush.
Fallon blinked before clearing her throat. “Excuse me?!”
“AIDEN!” Audrey yelled. They both listened as the door upstairs opened and shut before Aiden appeared beside Audrey, not looking at Fallon. “Tell your mom what you said at school today.”
Aiden didn’t even dare to look up at Fallon as he said the words to a popular rap song in a rush. When he finished, Fallon was sure she was about to pass out. Not only was the lyrics very explicit, but of course, the kid had flow. Just like his dad. Fallon had promised she wouldn’t get mad, and she wasn’t.
She was f**king furious and she was going to kill Lucas Brooks.
“Go to your room Aiden James Brooks, right now,” Fallon said through her teeth. Aiden was gone before she even finished his name.
Audrey looked up at Fallon. “You promised.”
“I ain’t mad,” Fallon snapped as she dug her phone out of her briefcase and dialed Lucas’ number, but he didn’t answer.
“You seem mad.”
“Oh, I’m beyond mad. Borderline psychotic. Why isn’t this man answering the f**king phone!?” she screamed.
“Who?”
“My f**king baby daddy! Who else!? Ah!” Fallon stomped through the house, going to the kitchen and pulling out her laptop to see where Lucas’ game was.
“What are you doing?”
“Looking to see where he is. I’m gonna fly out there and whoop his ass! My sweet, innocent boy talking about his dick! Really?!”
Audrey took a step back before saying, “He’s in San Jose — they play the Sharks Sunday.”
Fallon cut her a look. “How do you know that?”
Audrey looked away as she paused. “I follow the games,” she said quickly, and Fallon was sure she was lying.
“Whatever,” Fallon yelled as she went on Southwest’s website. She was looking for the first flight out, when the phone rang.
It was him.
Fallon took a deep breath in before answering. “Hey.”
“Hey you, sorry I missed your call, I was in the shower.”
“That’s fine, are you in San Jose?” she asked as calmly as she could.
“I am,” Lucas confirmed.
“Okay, well I need to talk to you about something, so I am flying out in an … hour,” she said when she found the first flight out. “Are you at your house?”
“Yeah, why can’t we talk over the phone?” he asked with laughter in his voice. He probably thought she was coming out there for sex.