CHAPTER TWENTY-ONETravis
Travis grabbed his hockey bag and rushed to the rink. He thought that being back in his apartment meant he’d have a great night’s sleep. He was wrong.
Maybe his sleeplessness was due to not receiving a text back from Morgan, but he figured she must’ve fallen asleep. He missed her. Going from having a gorgeous girl in his bed to being alone in a bachelor pad was a big step down. Not to mention, no room service now. But he had plenty of Ramen noodle dinners to look forward to.
His phone buzzed with a text, as he entered the lobby of the rink.
MORGAN: Good morning, handsome. Sorry I fell asleep last night.
MORGAN: I miss you.
MORGAN: Oh and FYI, it wasn’t my uncle. He didn’t even know about it.
Her texts came in one after another, not giving him a chance to rep
