Chapter Thirteen
By the time Tuesday night’s game came, pent-up energy filled Sean. He wanted a fight tonight, and he wasn’t even sure why. No, that was a lie. He was pissed. Although Emma had been upfront about wanting a guy to settle down with, he didn’t believe her hurry to make it happen. Knowing that she’d rolled out of bed with him to make plans with another man bugged him. It would’ve been one thing if they f****d once and ended it there, but they had a thing.
He wouldn’t label that thing, but it was something.
On his way out of the locker room, Kevin thumped a fist on his shoulder.
“Hey, man. You made it,” Sean said.
“I told you I would. Where’s the best spot to sit?”
Sean pointed across the rink. “There’s a section for family and wives and s**t. It’s nothing official, but th
