(Kendall)
It was quiet after Jaxon left. I sat on the couch for a while, staring at nothing. I pulled my knees up and hugged a cushion to my chest.
He looked peaceful last night. Relaxed. It was the first time in a long time I felt okay falling asleep next to someone. Safe, even. Like I wasn’t carrying everything by myself. I kept thinking about the way he shifted in his sleep, like he knew I was there. It stayed with me.
My phone rang, interrupting my thoughts. I checked the screen.
Marcus.
I sat up straighter. "Hello boss."
"Kendall," he said. "We’ve got another playoff. Northeastern University."
"Today?"
"Yeah. Game's at ten. I sent you the pass and hotel confirmation. It should all be in your email."
I grabbed my laptop and opened my inbox. It was there. "Got it."
"Two player
