Homerun (Pro-U Book 4) Read Online Free
Author: Ali Parker
glanced up. "I'm serious."
"Right." I ran my fingers through my hair and took two menus from the side of the table, giving her one. "It's not that easy, sis. Layla is driven in a lot of ways I'm not. I'm honestly not even sure she likes me like that anymore."
"So find out." She shrugged as if I were a dumbass for missing the point on how this was all so incredibly easy to do.
"And how would you suggest I do that without having to come right out and ask her?" I glanced back as the wind blew hard and the door slammed open. Not thinking about it, I jumped up and muscled it shut.
"Thanks man." One of the bartenders at Mersky's patted me on the back as I moved toward my sister.
"Move in with her." Aubrey glanced behind me and rolled her eyes. "Oh Lord. William Tanner just walked in."
I glanced over my shoulder and waved at Will. "Hey buddy. How are you?"
Will had started out with the Hockey team the year before when he was a freshman, but thanks to his addiction to various drugs, he was kicked off before his college career really started. He was a cocky little bastard, but most guys who made it to the top were.
"Hey guys." He walked over and shook my hand and nodded at Aubrey. He showed none of the cockiness I'd witnessed time and time again the year before. It would seem that his brush with death changed him. "Ya'll know Dillon Cole?"
"I've seen you at some of the Omega parties." I stuck my hand out. "Jayce Moore. This is my sister, Aubrey."
"You're with Lucas White, right?" Dillon asked as he shook my sister's hand.
"Yeah." She gave him a tight smile and glanced back across the table at me. "I gotta run, but call me later."
"What? We drove here together. Where are you going?" I ignored the fact that the two knuckleheads that had come up were still standing there watching us like their favorite Wednesday night sitcom.
"Lucas is picking me up. Think about what I said." She grabbed her purse and moved out of the booth as the guys moved back.
"Which part?" I turned to watch her go, wishing she wouldn't. I didn't have much time before Lucas stole her away from us for good.
"Your roommate, Jayce. Think about it." She winked and walked to the door.
"You moving out of the Ice House?" Will turned back from watching my sister walk to the door, and I almost gave him a tongue lashing over looking at her, but decided against it.
"Yeah. Have a seat, guys." I motioned for them to take the seat across from me.
"You sure? We didn't mean to run your sister off." Dillon paused at the opening to the booth.
"It's all good. She was probably looking for a reason to get back to Lucas anyway." I snorted and picked up the menu. "I'm starving."
"So, I started boxing." Will slid into the seat across from me. "It's been... cathartic."
"Really?" I perked up a little. I'd always wanted to take boxing lessons, but couldn't seem to squeeze anything into my already packed schedule.
"Yeah." He shrugged and glanced down toward the table as if ashamed about something. "I mean, don't get me wrong. I'd much rather be playing hockey with you guys, but at least it's something I can do to let off a little bit of steam."
"How's your health?" He knew what I was asking. There was no way I was bringing up his drug problem in front of Dillon. I didn't know the guy from Adam.
"It's much better. I've been clean since that night at the Ice House." He picked up his menu and glanced down at it. "I've thought about going to talk with Coach Billows a million times to see if there is anything I can do to get back on the team, but I'm not sure it's worth the humiliation of being laughed out of his office."
A different guy sat in front of me than the one I'd met a year and a half ago.
"I told him if it's something he really wants, then he's gotta face his demons, no matter how scary those bastards look." Dillon leaned back in his seat. "My little sister was scared as hell to play softball when she was little, but we worked on conquering her fear of getting hit
"Right." I ran my fingers through my hair and took two menus from the side of the table, giving her one. "It's not that easy, sis. Layla is driven in a lot of ways I'm not. I'm honestly not even sure she likes me like that anymore."
"So find out." She shrugged as if I were a dumbass for missing the point on how this was all so incredibly easy to do.
"And how would you suggest I do that without having to come right out and ask her?" I glanced back as the wind blew hard and the door slammed open. Not thinking about it, I jumped up and muscled it shut.
"Thanks man." One of the bartenders at Mersky's patted me on the back as I moved toward my sister.
"Move in with her." Aubrey glanced behind me and rolled her eyes. "Oh Lord. William Tanner just walked in."
I glanced over my shoulder and waved at Will. "Hey buddy. How are you?"
Will had started out with the Hockey team the year before when he was a freshman, but thanks to his addiction to various drugs, he was kicked off before his college career really started. He was a cocky little bastard, but most guys who made it to the top were.
"Hey guys." He walked over and shook my hand and nodded at Aubrey. He showed none of the cockiness I'd witnessed time and time again the year before. It would seem that his brush with death changed him. "Ya'll know Dillon Cole?"
"I've seen you at some of the Omega parties." I stuck my hand out. "Jayce Moore. This is my sister, Aubrey."
"You're with Lucas White, right?" Dillon asked as he shook my sister's hand.
"Yeah." She gave him a tight smile and glanced back across the table at me. "I gotta run, but call me later."
"What? We drove here together. Where are you going?" I ignored the fact that the two knuckleheads that had come up were still standing there watching us like their favorite Wednesday night sitcom.
"Lucas is picking me up. Think about what I said." She grabbed her purse and moved out of the booth as the guys moved back.
"Which part?" I turned to watch her go, wishing she wouldn't. I didn't have much time before Lucas stole her away from us for good.
"Your roommate, Jayce. Think about it." She winked and walked to the door.
"You moving out of the Ice House?" Will turned back from watching my sister walk to the door, and I almost gave him a tongue lashing over looking at her, but decided against it.
"Yeah. Have a seat, guys." I motioned for them to take the seat across from me.
"You sure? We didn't mean to run your sister off." Dillon paused at the opening to the booth.
"It's all good. She was probably looking for a reason to get back to Lucas anyway." I snorted and picked up the menu. "I'm starving."
"So, I started boxing." Will slid into the seat across from me. "It's been... cathartic."
"Really?" I perked up a little. I'd always wanted to take boxing lessons, but couldn't seem to squeeze anything into my already packed schedule.
"Yeah." He shrugged and glanced down toward the table as if ashamed about something. "I mean, don't get me wrong. I'd much rather be playing hockey with you guys, but at least it's something I can do to let off a little bit of steam."
"How's your health?" He knew what I was asking. There was no way I was bringing up his drug problem in front of Dillon. I didn't know the guy from Adam.
"It's much better. I've been clean since that night at the Ice House." He picked up his menu and glanced down at it. "I've thought about going to talk with Coach Billows a million times to see if there is anything I can do to get back on the team, but I'm not sure it's worth the humiliation of being laughed out of his office."
A different guy sat in front of me than the one I'd met a year and a half ago.
"I told him if it's something he really wants, then he's gotta face his demons, no matter how scary those bastards look." Dillon leaned back in his seat. "My little sister was scared as hell to play softball when she was little, but we worked on conquering her fear of getting hit
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