Kane’s POV
The next few days, I’m tied up with practice, we’ve got a string of away games coming up in the following weeks, and coach is busting our balls as one is against Tampa Bay who are a tough f.ucking team.
As I rip off my gear from another gruelling practice, pushing my sweat slicked hair from my face, my phone chimes from the shelf in my locker just above my head.
Grabbing it, I swipe the screen to find a text from Brandy.
‘I’ve arranged another volunteer position for Sunday, come to the office for details when you are free.’
A smile tugs at my lips as I place the cell back on the shelf, picking up my towel and hurrying toward the showers where I wash in record time. Dragging on my casual clothes, I nod to Marcus, Ashton and Dalton before striding out of the locker room and m
