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Mr Maid

“This is really good.” Sarah said, leaning back on her couch. “Thank you so much.”

“No problem.” I said, petting Mercedes. “When was the last time you ate?”

She thought for a moment. “Thursday? Maybe?”

I stared at her.

“What?” she said, stopping midway through shoving noodles in her mouth.

She swallowed. “How are you still alive?”

“Well I’ve eaten snacks and stuff. And right now I’m basically running on cigarettes and coffee. But I haven’t eaten an actual meal.”

I shook my head. “I’d never be able to do that.”

“Yeah well, you’re a guy and an athlete. My schedule isn’t always like this so I can do it for a week.”

I just sighed and watched her wolf down more food. It was like my team after a game.

When she was finally done we threw out the cartons. I winced at the pile of dirty coffee cups in her sink. And I’m a guy.

[i]Jesus, she needs someone to take care of her.[/i]

Without a word, I turned on the water and started to wash the cups.

“God, this is embarrassing.” Sarah said, leaning on the counter and covering her face with her hand. “Now you’re cleaning my house.”

I shrugged.

She sighed and grabbed a cloth to dry the cups. “So, I needed to talk to you about something.”


“So, um, you know who Jonathan Towes is?”

I rolled my eyes. “Yes, Sarah. I do. He shoots pucks at me for a living.”

“Right. Well um the truth is…I kind of used to date him…”

I looked at her and frowned. “What does this have to do with me?”

“Well, word kind of got out about what happened in New York – “

“That’s how you’re phrasing it? What happened in New York – “

“Carey, focus.”

“Right, okay.”

“Anyway, word got out one way or another, Jonathan called me and he’s jealous.”

“Why are you telling me?”

“Because he might start saying things and I just want you to be prepared.”

I shook my head. “Okay, Sarah.”

“Don’t let him entice you into a fight.”

“Sarah, who’s going to fight with a goalie?”

She shrugged.

We returned to washing dishes.

“But seriously, you’re calling it what happened in New York?”

“How else do I say it casually!”

I shrugged. “I don’t know. Just say it. We’re both adults.”

She shrugged.

“Why, are you nervous about it?” I teased.

She blushed. “No.”

I laughed. “No way. You’re nervous about something.”

“No I’m not.”

“Yeah, you are.”

She huffed and we washed and dried the last of the cups in silence.

“So what are you so nervous about?” I asked.

She glared up at me. “None of your damn business, Price.”

“Well seeing as it involves me one way or another, I kind of think it is.”

She shrugged and turned away from me to pet Mercedes.

“Fine, I’ll stop prying.”


“I will find out one day.”

“No, you won’t.”

We returned to the living room and I glanced at my clock. “I should probably go home and sleep. Promise me you’re going to sleep tonight?”

“Yeah, I promise.” She smiled wryly.

“No more work.”

“Yeah, no more.”

I grabbed my sports bag, which I hadn’t dropped off, and started towards the door.

“Oh, wait.” I said, clapping my hand to my forehead. “I had a reason for coming and asking you to dinner.”

Sarah laughed. “And here I thought you just wanted to see me.”

“No, I need to ask you a question.”


“Will you be my date to the dinner tomorrow night?”

She gave me a funny smile and put her hand on her hip. “What happened to going after supermodels, like I suggested.”

“They’ve never been my type, anyway.”

She laughed. “All right, I’ll go with you. Go get some sleep, I want you to win tomorrow.”

I left and as I got in my car, I smiled to my self. She probably thought it was as friends, but it was a start. I can turn it around.

Yeah, shouldn’t be a problem.


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