Chapter 3
CHAPTER
THREE
Dawson
The one person I don’t want to deal with right now: Ashlyn Sinclair.
My older cousin is a type A psycho. I don’t get it; her parents are so go with the flow, and Jamieson, her brother?
Coolest dude ever. He is a damn good time and, again, goes with the flow.
He followed in my aunt Avery’s footsteps, writing music with new, up-and-coming artists.
We don’t see him much since he’s always traveling, but when we do, he’s cool as hell.
The whole family takes nothing too seriously, but Ashlyn?
I swear she makes more notes on her phone than she texts or calls anyone.
Don’t get me wrong. I love my cousin, but damn, if she doesn’t drive me nuts.
She stands on the bench of the practice rink with her hands on her hips as her voice carries over the ice. “I am talking to you, Dawson!”
I roll my eyes before looking over my shoulder at her.
She’s wearing her normal clothes, some ankle pants with bright-green Converse that she’s been drawing on since she was fifteen and a bright-green Rink I can see it all over her face, but she’s going to die on the professional hill she’s standing on. “No. Tell your agent to reply to my emails.”
With that, she jumps off the bench and struts away, but I don’t miss the redness on her face or the tension in her shoulders. She wants Phillipe for her camp. He would bring in so much money and more kids, but her pride is a bigger bitch than she is.
I set my buddy with a look. “Enjoy yourself there?”
Back is the easygoing grin. “Oh yeah. I forgot how hot your cousin is.”
My face scrunches as Louis pipes up, “She’s great when you get past all her crazy.”
“I think she’s incredible,” he says, and then he pulls his mask down. “Remind me to call my agent.”
Louis laughs as he gathers a puck on his blade then sends it to me.
His pass is fast, hard, and I’m ready for it.
I swing my stick, connect with the frozen rubber as the crack of my stick against it echoes around the rink.
When it goes over Odder’s shoulder, a shot he should have had, I raise a brow.
“Shit, if I’d known my cousin would be that big of a distraction, I would have brought her in years ago. ”
Odder laughs at that before we get back to business.