My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0548

Nina

Enzo stared at me incredulously for a few moments, his eyes wide.

"What?" I asked, standing. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Enzo shrugged, running his hand through his hair again in a way that I knew all too well as his way of thinking. "I don't know. It's just... You'd really want to do something like that? With me?"

I nodded. "I'm more than okay, Enzo. I think it could be good for us," I replied, holding his gaze. "Maybe we could use a trip out of town together. And it's not like I have anything else going on, really. Unless you don't want me to come..."

He sat back on the couch, looking pensive. "It's not that I don't want you to come, Nina. It's just leaving the house unguarded-

I cut him off. "Enzo, we have the pack. And they're more than capable of holding down the fort. Plus, I doubt Edward would make a move so soon. He's not an idiot."

"Yeah, but-" He hesitated, searching my eyes. "That's not the only reason. You're pregnant, Nina. Flying can be risky."

His words hung in the air, and for a moment, I felt a twinge of doubt. Was I being selfish? Reckless, even? Maybe he was right; maybe it was too dangerous. But what was more dangerous-staying here by myself, or going with him for a week?

"How about this?" I suggested. "Once we get back, I'll go straight to the doctor for a check-up. We'll make sure everything is okay after the flight."

He looked at me for a long moment before finally nodding. "Alright. If you promise to get that check-up, then let's do this. Let's go on this... working vacation. It could be fun."

*So you're really okay with this?" I

to

I wanted that too. And maybe in another way, I was craving visiting the city. I hadn't been there in years,

I said, sitting back next to him, "I've never met

professional. More like... a bunch of oddballs in hockey uniforms." "Oh, so you'll fit right in," I teased, nudging

packing for a trip neither of us had anticipated. The plane tickets that Tim bought for us were already printed out and sitting on the dresser. By 8:00 AM tomorrow, we would be flying to the

out loud, staring at my closet as if it

you'll be the unofficial mascot of the team for a week, I'd say go with comfortable... but stylish."

but stylish, huh?" I asked. "You really are

am. You're my wife. I'll want to show you off until the

up before the sun even rose the next morning, fully dressed in our oh-so-fabulous airport attire: matching sweatshirts and sweatpants. It was surprisingly Enzo's idea, but I had no complaints. It was cute. I had my hair in my signature braids, and was wearing my glasses

Nina. Are you sure you want to come? I mean, really sure?" he asked as we zipped up our bags. His voice held a note of caution, but the glint in his eyes said otherwise. I grinned at him, feeling uncharacteristically excited

I said, nudging him. "Think of it

eyebrow, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. "You do realize I'll be working the entire time. right? It's

bag from the bed. "Well, sure. But it'll be nice to get out, see

me softly. "Alright, you've convinced me. I promise to take you out to some nice restaurants and show you the

of queues and questions, we found ourselves on the other side of the security checkpoint at the airport. A sigh of relief

there?" Enzo pointed at a cozy-looking cafe near our gate, a welcome sight amidst the cold white tiles and

our way over, settling into a quiet corner table. The