Sleet Princess - Page 157

Plus, I think his practice and game calendar is saved on his computer. I know we can’t leave until the season is over, which is a few months away, but if I have his schedule, then I can work out the whole thing while keeping it a surprise.

I prop the laptop on the couch armrest, then curl my legs to the side and open the browser.

It takes me a moment to remember the name of the resort we went to, but I find the site quickly.

The room I had was nice, but a higher floor with a view of the ocean would be even nicer.

I stop my scroll when I see something called thePrincess Suite.

Well, that couldn’t be more perfect.

As I click to see the photos, a text box pops up in the corner of the screen.

When I grabbed Luke’s laptop, I hadn’t considered that it would be synced to his phone. I’m not trying to snoop, but my eyes move on their own.

Jacob: What’s up, dick?

I think that’s his cousin. The one who got married the same day mine did.

I’m too far away to hear if the shower is going yet, but it’s not like I need to reply and say Luke is busy. It’s just a text. Luke can reply later.

I move the cursor to delete the text box.

Jacob: You squared away that mistake marriage yet?

My hand stills.

Mistake marriage.

Not accidental.

Mistake.

Luke: Not yet.

My eyes jerk up, looking down the hall, but Luke isn’t there. He must be responding before getting in the shower.

Jacob: Well, if you need motivation, Molly is back in town. And I heard she asked about you.

A sick, heavy feeling settles across my chest.

Who is Molly?

Luke: Molly?

See, Jacob, no one cares about Molly.

Jacob: Molly… Your first love.

Your first love.

I press my lips together.

We weren’t each other’s firsts. That shouldn’t hurt so much.

And I shouldn’t be reading this.

Luke: Isn’t she married?