CHAPTER 13
Kris shifted anxiously on the airplane headed home from Long Island. His hip ached after being shoved into the boards, but it was just bruised. He couldn’t wait to get home to Kat; it had been a long week. It would’ve been an even longer one if he hadn’t been able to talk to her. It still amazed him that she thought he wouldn’t want to be with her. He thought he’d proved that already but wasn’t opposed to doing more. It was a tough three game road trip.
Tyler sat behind him, snoring away. Matt was sitting next to him, reading.
“What’s up?” Matt asked.
Kris was holding his cell phone and looking at a photo of Kat on it.
“Nothing.” Kris turned off his phone. She’d had finally sent him a picture of herself and he couldn’t stop looking at her blue eyes. He sighed as he slid the
