Page 58 of Fighting Chance
“That’s why you asked me to bring my kit.” He looks back down at Emmy, blowing out a heaving breath full of emotion.
He lets go of my hand then, and the loss of his warmth has me fisting it at my side to try and create my own heat.
“I’ll put it on tomorrow,” he murmurs. “I want her to keep sleeping.”
“Can you tell me how it goes?” I ask, selfishly wanting to be a part of it.
His head snaps up. “You’re not going to be here tomorrow?”
“You don’t have me scheduled.”
Something shutters over his eyes as he gives me a tight smile. “Right, sorry. I forgot you’re getting paid for this.”
Cocking my head, I wish I had his ability to read people wellenough to know what that meant. Although after what he confessed…
God, my heart can’t handle this many emotions.
“Thank you,” he whispers gutturally. “Thank you for filming this and telling me. I don’t think you realize how happy this has made me.” He bites his lip before asking, “Can you send this to me?”
My cheeks burn. “Of course.”
Kieran’s hands twitch at his sides, a thousand thoughts floating behind his eyes, before he quickly steps into my space and wraps his arms around me, burying his head in the crook of my neck.
The warmth of him that envelopes me, his scent, his touch—my heart stops beating.
Only to return like a wild horse as he says, “Thank you for giving me this small part of her.”
Chapter 12
Kieran
ICEHAWKS BITCHES
KIERAN
*video attachment*
IRVING
OH MY FUCKING GOD
LOOK AT HER LITTLE CLAPS
BROTHER FROM ANOTHER MOTHER
holy shit dude she said Daddy!
you have me wanting a kid now
that’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen
JOHNSON
we have a new cheerleader
VALENTI
we need to get her a jersey
