Chapter 7
Raine
Poppy gives me a headache. She bounced into Dasher’s home, and the change in Dasher was instant. He’s not happy, and he seemed dejected when she started pawing at me. I gently pushed her away, but she kept talking—for an hour. Dasher went upstairs and that was the last I saw of him last night.
I do know he needed sleep because his big game is today. This is his time to prove himself and I will be in the front row so to speak to witness his greatness. I’ve seen his stats, he’s good.
And yes, he has something to prove, and he’s going to do it.
Derek steps inside the penthouse, “are we heading out early?” I run my hand through my hair, “yes. I’d like to make sure things are in order.
” I invited my team, including Poppy, to watch the game.
I also gave in and will allow the producers that want to do a reality show about my business in to film as well.
It will keep people busy enough that I will be able to watch the game and be by myself. This might be a bad idea.
Derek and I ride the elevator down to the garage in silence. Not awkward silence, but it’s like he knows I’m trying to be more human and getting my stuff together.
“Big move with the camera crew,” he finally says as the doors to the elevator open. It’s out of my wheelhouse, but what is it the kids say these days? YOLO?
“Hopefully it will be alright,” I reply as I slide into the passenger seat, making a note to get out of there if it gets to be too much.
As we pull into the private parking garage at Desert Arena the air feels electric. Maybe it’s because it’s the opening game, maybe it’s because there’s already lots of people here. Or that’s just me getting ready to see Dasher play.
I know I shouldn’t be obsessing over a practically married man, but I can’t help it. I’ve never felt like this with anyone else.