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."

tension in the room dissipated. *So you're really okay with this?"

to bring you with me, show you off to the

way, I was craving visiting the city. I hadn't

sitting back next to him, "I've never met a professional hockey team

them professional. More like... a bunch of oddballs in hockey uniforms." "Oh, so you'll fit

anticipated. The plane tickets that Tim bought for us were already printed out and sitting on the

my

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

stylish, huh?" I asked. "You really are trying to

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

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 instead of my contacts, a book tucked under

caution, but the glint in his eyes said otherwise. I grinned at him, feeling uncharacteristically excited despite everything. It was as if, in a weird way,

on, it's a whole week away together," I said, nudging him. "Think of it as a

tugging at the corners of his lips. "You do realize

nice to get out, see the city, maybe even do some touristy stuff. Who

us in a few strides, taking my face in his hands and kissing me softly. "Alright, you've convinced me. I promise to take you out to some nice restaurants and show

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

cozy-looking cafe near our gate, a welcome sight amidst the cold

we made our way over, settling into a quiet corner table.