My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 306

Bonus 6: Shopping Trip

Nina

Enzo’s laughter was infectious as I jumped down off of the hood of my car.

The raccoon incident, the nearly- abandoned cake mission, and now my car being towed-it was absurdity that could only happen to me.

“Ridiculous,” he chided, grinning as he dialed the tow company and climbed into his truck. With the tow truck on its way, he put the truck in gear and began to drive down the road toward town, an unspoken agreement between us that the cake plan was still on.

As we drove, I leaned forward and turned on the radio. I smiled as the radio crackled to life, filling the truck cab with the rhythm of one of our favorite songs.I couldn’t help but sway in my seat, mimicking the dance moves we had mastered in our living room.

After everything, after all of the pain, we now lived a life in which we could dance freely in our bright and cheery living room, holding each other’s hands and singing out of key to our favorite songs, twirling and dipping until we were so out of breath and covered in sweat that we fell down onto the plush couch.

Enzo caught on quickly, bobbing his head to the beat while maintaining a watchful eye on the road.

Our laughter echoed in the small space, dissolving the tension from the raccoon showdown. The spontaneity of our little dance-off was like a soothing balm to the frantic pace of our preparations, a reminder of the joy we found in each other’s company. “You think we could sneak this song into our wedding playlist?” Enzo asked when the song was over, his eyes sparkling with mischief.

“Absolutely,” I replied, laughing. “The guests would love our dance routine.”

Enzo made a face. “Maybe they’d love your dance routine,” he chuckled. “Not mine. I’ve got two left feet.”

dancer. My father insisted that we

lessons on the dance, seemed to have resolved that Enzo would be a lost cause. He was going

I looked out the window. The pine trees rushed by us on either side, almost as fast as our wedding

hand. He shook his head. ” No such thing,” he replied warmly. “I love you, Nina. I

be attending my wedding; but Enzo seemed firm in his promise that she would come, and so I decided to trust him. I did tell her repeatedly

did pretty good, didn’t we?” he asked, a proud look on his face.

nodded before Enzo

was a necessary balm to the pain of everything that had happened that year; a new beginning, a suture to close up the open, bleeding wounds of everything that the Crescents and

were held shut, they could begin to heal. The bleeding had already lessened,

and pick at the scabs, yearning for the pain, yearning to rip the sutures out so we could experience that grief

short so we couldn’t rip at our delicate flesh.

white mounds of flesh

but it would hurt less and less

Enzo trailed behind, his laughter following me

I decided, was going to be the highlight of our engagement dinner. Chocolate with peanut butter frosting; an overly sweet delicacy. The sugar would linger in our