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The tone of his voice had been slightly apologetic but fir to hang at ”

When he hung up the phone, an argument had ensued

“You had better not be putting your life on hold because of me,” I had accused

Fro on the couch with Sa no such thing”

I’d been sitting on his loveseat, so I picked up a throw pillow and tossed it at his head He, of course, deftly caught it

“I aile you have to look after 24 seven,” I pointed out

“Never said you were,” he replied

“So go out with your friends tonight,” I urged with a hard look “I’ll be fine hanging here with Samson”

He pondered that before he suggested, “Would you like to go out with us?”

I brightened at the idea I love hanging out with Kane, and I would like to meet his teammates Over the years, I have come to understand and appreciate the men are more than just coworkers Professional hockey players are, in fact, brothers

“I would love to go”

Yet Kane is still fretting over lances he continues to throay I love him for it As my best friend, I would expect no different And it’s not even annoying to

But I want hi worried

Reaching out, I lay nore the surprised jerk at my touch “Kane… You are my brother from another mother I want to spend as much time with you as I can, and I would love tostories about you that I can tell them”

Kane pulls his ar wheel and leaning his left arm on the sill A subtle move, but it seems he didn’t like s, and I have to wonder why htly affectionate friendship If ere ever out strolling along together, ould often hook elbows Never hold hands, because that would speak to a level of intih deep down, admittedly, there are times with Kane that I have wondered ould be like to be together on that level