CHAPTER FOURTEENDominic
Dom was first on the ice for morning skate. He didn’t sleep well last night after coffee with Hailee. She invaded his thoughts even as he closed his eyes and tried to relax. The one time he did manage to doze off, Smokey jumped on his legs and started to attack his feet, his sharp claws scratching Dom’s skin. Then there were a few more hours of tossing and turning until his alarm went off.
Smokey didn’t like him being up that early; the cat preferred to play and run through the apartment like his tail was on fire at 4 a.m., then he was back to sleep until eight or so. On game days Dom liked to get moving early, take an early jog, shower, eat, and get to the arena for morning skate.
Standing at the bench, he talked with the trainers until the rest of the team came
