Huck
TWO WEEKS LATER, I had decided it was ti to get out of the love bubble and take Daisy sowhere fancy for dinner. She’d been working so hard. In fact, after her week off, her schedule had been crazy, and with prospecting for the club, ti on the ice trying to ’keep my chops up’ as my sister said, not to ntion, the hours Hatch insisted I spend either riding or at the shooting range, we’d barely seen each other, except when we fell into bed at night. So, the date had been set, she’d worn the sexiest little black dress I’d ever seen, and we’d headed into the Pearl to a little steak house that had been so of the best food I’d ever tasted.
My knee replacent had been set for six weeks from now, and I had a conference call on the books with my agent in two days to discuss next steps as far as my career. I had no idea if the Hurricanes would want back after rehab, and I couldn’t rember what my contract had said about injuries, but I guess that’s what I paid Reggie for. He was going to get everything together and let know my options.
Now, we were heading back to the condo, and my phone rang, the sound reverberating through the cab of my truck. It was my mother.
"Hi, Mom, you’re on speaker."
"Hucky," she sobbed into the speaker.
"Shit," I hissed. "What happened?"
"Your dad’s in the hospital. You need to co ho. I tried to call Lou, but she didn’t answer. I didn’t want to leave this on a ssage."
"How bad?" I asked.
"Bad, baby. A car accident." She started sobbing again and Daisy grabbed my hand again.
"Okay, Mama," I said. "We’ll get on a plane as soon as we can."
"Good. Okay. Good," she said with a sniff. "Let know when you’re coming, and your uncle will pick you up."
"Okay, I’ll text you as soon as I know."
"Love you, honey."
"Love you too, Mom. Tell Dad I love him, okay?"
"I will, sweetie."
The call dropped, and Daisy released my hand, digging her cell phone out of her purse.
"Who are you calling?" I asked.
"lody has a plane."
"What?"
She didn’t answer , as she had her phone to her ear. "Daddy? Sothing’s happened with Huck’s dad. He’s been in a really bad car accident and he and Louisa need to get to Montana, like, yesterday. Do you think lody will let them borrow her plane? Well, no, I thought you could ask her, you know, because you’re the VP. Or, even better, Hatch could ask her." She sighed. "I’m aware that her plane isn’t club business. I know. Yes, I get it. Fine. Yep, yep. Okay. I get it. Whatever. Love you too, but only conditionally. Bye."
"What’d he say?" I asked as I pulled into the underground garage of the condo building.
"That I’m a grown ass woman who lody adores, so it’s ti for to put on my big girl panties and call her my damn self."
"Harsh."
"Okay, maybe he didn’t quite say it like that. That might have been how I interpreted it."
I parked the truck, turning off the ignition and facing her. "It’s fine, Daisy, I need to talk to my sister, then we’ll look for flights. I’m sure we can find sothing going out early tomorrow."
She nodded, then we headed upstairs, and after making sure Daisy got inside her condo safely, I made my way across the hall.
"LouLou?" I called, closing, and locking the door behind .
"Oh my god, Hucky!" she squealed, rushing out from the mouth of the hallway, a towel on her head, as she waved her cell phone in the air. "Mom—"
"I know, she called. She said she tried to call you first."
"I was in the shower. I barely had a chance to get dry when she called." She burst into tears, and I pulled her in for a hug. "It’s bad, Hucky. Soone ran him off the road."
"He’s gonna be okay, LouLou. We’re gonna get a flight out as soon as we can." I gave her a squeeze, then released her, grabbing my laptop. "You go finish up in the bathroom and I’ll look for flights."
She wiped her tears away with a nod and headed back down the hall.
Daisy
I had just locked my door when my phone buzzed in my purse and I pulled it out to see lody’s na pop up on my screen. "Hi, l, were your ears burning?"
She chuckled. "No. Train was with your dad when you called."
I sighed. "Well, I really was going to get up the nerve to call you myself."
"Honey, you don’t need to get up the nerve to do shit. We’re friends, just ask."
"It’s a big ask, lody."
"And I can always say no."
"True." I grimaced. "Um, Huck’s dad was in a bad car accident, and he’s looking for flights, but—"
"Oh my god, babe, take the jet."
I gasped. "Really?"
"Yes. Absolutely. I don’t need it for another month. I’ll call my pilot. He’s on a hefty retainer, so he’s at my beck and call anyway and I’m sure I can find a couple of stews. I’ll call you back as soon as there’s a flight plan. Where are they going?"
"Oh, shoot, I’m not sure which airport. I’ll text you."
"Okay."
"Thank you so much. I owe you."
"I may have you help with so website shit. The current guy is fucking around doing a really crappy job," she said.
I grinned. "I can absolutely do that."
"Perfect. Okay, get an airport. It doesn’t have to be a big one, and we’ll go from there."
"Okay, I’ll text you in a few."
We hung up and I headed over to Louisa’s and rang the doorbell.
Huck pulled open the door and smiled. "Hey, everything okay?"
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