Holiday Hockey Tale The Icebreaker's Impasse (By Ivory Row) novel Chapter 38

Easton

“Earth to Easton Reed…” Jackson’s deep voice penetrates the fog I was sitting in.

“What?” My voice comes out rusty and I clear my throat.

“Either that was a damn good daydream or you’re very worried about the game later today.

What gives East? I mean you barely helped Dad light into Mother over Ambra last night after Thanksgiving dinner. You need a sounding board?”

I throw my head back against the leather couch cushion, smirking slightly as I remember Dad jumping right onto my side. All I’d had a chance to ask was why she had allowed Ambra into the house. He made it clear she wasn’t to set foot in the door again.

“Thinking about what Janet said yesterday. She thinks Cole might resent Luci if Lorelei ever comes back. Or that it might affect me because we didn’t have true closure.” I admit to him. I told them about Luci’s parents late last night. Becker already knew naturally, admitting he overheard most of her story to Cole.

Jackson frowns hard. “She could have a point. She’s seen lots of kids when their parents return I’m sure. But I think that will depend on what you’ve told Cole. Which means maybe he needs to know she completely abandoned him sooner than you intended to tell him. I mean,

I’m hoping she never comes back, but that’s my own selfish opinion.”

“Selfish?” I turn my head to stare at him curiously.

“Offense intended here, East. I hate her for what she did. She hid Cole and abandoned him for her career. Not to mention she strung you along for almost a year. You became this miserable version of yourself. Why the hell would I want her to come near our family again? Not that I was her biggest fan to begin with.” He leans on his elbows tossing a stress ball between his hands.

“Luci pointed out that she broke me in two ways. My own heart for the loss of her but then my heart for Cole losing out in so many ways.” I think about her. She sent me the funniest picture last night. Sydney’s mother made them all matching shirts with turkey feathers and their names. They made turkey hats and took a group picture. She was nowhere near Banning thankfully. I smile remembering the ones of her with Sydney and Barrett making funny faces.

“Luci is right. And that look on your face right now is why I don’t believe you’ll run back to Lorelei if she comes back.” He points to me.

“What look?” I stare at his smug grin.

“The one you get when you think about Luci. You know, the only girl you’ve given a nickname to.”

“That was not given in the most benevolent way.” I cringe a little.

“It was. You were already losing the battle but trying to hold the flag as long as you could. You lost the war when you had to work for her for one date. Easton Reed does not chase the female species but you went all in fast. Should I also remind you how you flew out of here once you knew Ambra upset her? And unlike Lorelei, Luci actually has resolve. How many girls could thrive with her past and issues? Lorelei would pout and cry and expect you to fix everything.”

“Mostly true.” I grudgingly admit. I’m still chasing Luci honestly. She agreed to date only me, but I feel like she’s holding out a little. Like she thinks I’ll back out suddenly.

He raises an eyebrow skeptically. “What did I get wrong?”

“I didn’t lose the war. I renegotiated the terms to a resolution suitable to both sides for now.” I rebut his assessment.

“Yeah to whatever Luci is in favor of…” he snickers. “Admit it East, you are hooked.”

I reach over and shove him. “We have a game to get ready for smartass.”

Luci

“There is no one here yet.” Stormi says as we step into the arena. Sydney and Stormi came with me to bring Cole early. He wanted to watch the two teams warm up before the game.

“Well, not no one.” Syd says lowly her eyes straying to the gaggle of puck bunnies near the team benches.

“Does her shirt say what I think it does?” Stormi whispers in my ear.

“Yes. Hockey Player Pillows right across her chest.” I read, trying not to laugh.

Syd snickers. “More like deflated whoopi cushions there. Joke’s on the hockey player that falls for that.”

I laugh softly as I watch Cole lean as close to the glass as he can. He’s enraptured and Stormi elbows me. “Umm do they warm up like that all the time?”

I turn to see the rival team in bright yellow and white jerseys on the ice. “What are they doing?”

“Stretching.” Cole says matter–of–factly. “It’s for their hips.”

“Yep. Why the friendly girls show up early wearing shirts like that.” Sydney adds quietly. “And why I didn’t argue about bringing Cole early.”

“You knew about this?” I ask her as I watch. “The visual ice violation going on.” I mutter behind my hand.

“Yes. Wait until your hockey shadow avenger does that. I’ll get you a napkin for your drool.”

She jokes and I elbow her.

“Here they come Luci.” Cole says with a big grin as I was about to open my mouth.

Stormi leans in. “I swear they look like Norse gods entering the world for war. I have to interview them soon, are they all nice or at least not complete jackasses?”

“Actually, they are nicer than you’d think. Just guarded and stoic. Defense against the pillow girls over there.” I reveal.

They are making a pass around the rink when I catch Easton’s eyes narrowed on me. He subtly indicates for me to head for the player entrance opening between the two benches.

Cole, I think your daddy wants to see you.”

He nods, taking my hand. “He said I could see him if it was mostly empty.” We head there and the guys all give Cole a fist bump including Kendall. Cole smiles hugely. Easton gives him one too. “Hi Daddy.” Cole whispers. “You’re going to win Mr. Icebreaker.”

He ruffles his hair. “Can’t lose. My good luck charms are here.” He stares at me now. “Give me your hats.”

He moves over to the bench and returns with a marker. He signs Cole’s first before giving me a pirate half grin as he writes on mine. “Here sweetness. I better not catch you staring at the rival team doing their hip stretches or my offer with a hockey stick and your…tail still stands from the other night.”

“I might have been learning what was going on. My hockey knowledge instructor said they are stretching.” I narrow my eyes at him.

He bites his bottom lip before shaking his head. “Then you can learn what it should look like in a minute when I stretch. And maybe you might decide to identify as the ice floor.” He retorts before backing away toward the ice. Cole thankfully is busy reading his hat while my cheeks turn red. “Pretty in pink.” Easton says with amusement as he turns away.

We go back to Syd and Stormi. “You are blushing to the roots of your hair. What did he say?”

Syd whispers.

“Something about me identifying as the ice rink floor after I watch him.” I mumble and Sydney cackles.

Stormi hides her laugh. “Well, Luci Lou, can I identify as a section of it too? Holy smokes that is unbelievably hot.” She is peeking up through her lashes at the Reed boys. Easton stares right at me with that pleased smirk of his.

“I’m getting you a shirt that says “Ice” across it.” Sydney teases me. “I’ll buy a freaking three–pack. Wow.”

“Little boy alert.” I caution them.

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