Marcus’ POV
I sit in the corner booth with my teammates, Ashton has already left, ignoring the jibes from our team as he left. The man came out for one drink at least, and for that I’m grateful.
I sip at a beer as everyone laughs and razzes each other around me. A couple of the puck bunnies have approached me, wrapping their arms around me and trying to sit on my lap but I’ve pushed them away, my eyes firmly pinned to the doorway of the bar.
Ever since Rory agreed to come here, to meet me, I’ve been jittery, peeling the label from my bottle just so I have something to do with my hands.
‘You OK Demo?’ Kane mutters from beside me, flicking his gaze to me, as he takes a sip of his beer, before turning back to smile at the bunny who is currently wrapped around him like a damn koala bear, g
