My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0677

Nina

I walked down the street, taking in the fresh afternoon air. It was going to get even hotter today, and my pool at home was already calling to me.

I slipped my phone out of my pocket and texted Enzo: "Where are you at?"

"Sports shop," he replied a few moments later. "Needed some things."

I almost rolled my eyes, but couldn't help but smile. 'Needed some things,' he had said. I had been with him long enough to know that needed some things' was actually code for

fangirling over new hockey supplies.

"On my way," I quickly typed back before sliding my phone back into my pocket and making my way to the store.

Upon entering, the distinct scent of leather and equipment immediately filled my senses. The shop was a familiar place, one where Enzo often came to browse or buy new gear, I spotted him at the far end of the store, trying on a pair of new hockey gloves.

"I think you might prefer the leather in these ones," the shop owner, Derrick, said as he handed Enzo another pair. He paused then, glancing over his shoulder as I approached. "Oh, hey, Nina."

"Hey, Derrick."

I leaned against the wall, observing Enzo as he flexed his fingers in the new pair of gloves, assessing the fit. When he noticed me, his face broke into a wide grin. "Hey. How was the cafe?"

"Hey," I replied, walking up to him. "It was actually pretty good. Sarah's great, and you won't believe what happened with that woman from yesterday."

As I recounted the cafe incident, Enzo's laughter mingled with mine. "Karma at its finest," he commented, shaking his head.

his eye, he reached behind the counter and pulled out a hockey

lips. "And what's this for?"

bigger, I

eyes. "You just

matched mine. "Maybe there's a bit of

but there was no real heat

away, his hand still buried inside the oversized glove. The leather was cool against my skin as he pulled

go

"Ready."

been right; it was comfortable. The material was soft and cool against my skin, and it fell down to

across the room, a blush creeping into my cheeks just from thinking about it. We had wasted no time in climbing into bed after a day spent in the pool beneath the heat of the sun, our skin tasting faintly of

Enzo's urgency, though, had taken me by

with hardly a few days going by in between making love. Even with the pregnancy, I couldn't keep my hands off of him; maybe even

carried me off to the bedroom, like his life depended

was the way that he had acted

quickly dressed before slipping out of the room. I found it a bit odd, and after laying there for fifteen

thanks to the amber light spilling out through the crack

I approached, I noticed now how Enzo's demeanor was different-he seemed somber, lost in thought. He had been in such a good mood all day that something seemed a bit off. So, feeling curious, I stepped into the office and found him sitting

looking at plane

shoulders as I furrowed my brow at what was on

he hit 'confirm' on the page. Finally, he said softly, "I'm booking a flight to the city. No more waiting.

voice was firm, but I could detect a hint of trepidation there that he was clearly trying

beat. "When