Book 1 of the Mayer Familly series
After a messy break-up from her NHL all star hockey player boyfriend of 2 years, Allison Mayer winds up from Colorado to New York, a new Job, and a clean slate. She swore off dating athletes, especially hockey pla...
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It has been a little over a week since I inhaled the Chinese food and pizza that my brother ordered for us, and I pretty much just drowned myself in work for the past few days.
A few days ago, a nasty article about our break-up on a few gossip websites caused me to feel even more embarrassed. A few of my colleagues felt sorry for me, and they kept asking me to take some alone time, especially since a few reporters were hanging around here a few days ago trying to get my side of the story.
It broke out in the news because the day after, at practice, my brother did exactly the opposite of what I told him, and there was a picture of Andrew sporting a black eye leaving practice. The press had a field day when they found out why and I was on the news as well.
After a few angry words with my brother, I started getting phone calls from Jason in California, offering a place for me to unwind and crash if I needed it. I was thankful, but I didn't want to be around anyone that was related to me who would just keep saying I told you so.
Then the next calls, of course, were from my parents to check on me, and once again, I had to remind everyone that I am not a child and I will be fine.
I have been ignoring Andrew's calls since then, but he also has been texting and calling, each one was left on unread or headed straight to voicemail. I saw the signs, and I had this feeling, but I want nothing from that man in front of me to see that vision ingrained in my memory.
I did get a call from my best friend Jennifer, though, and her call was welcomed; she didn't lecture me or scold me. She was just her, her goofy and quirky self; she asked how I was, and she even asked how I was feeling. She did offer to hire an assassin, but then again, it was Jennifer I was talking to.
She and I were inseparable in college, even though we were different majors. She was my roommate, and then after 2 years, she met another friend of mine and med school classmate David at one of our little medical banquets I took her to. After my introductions, they disappeared somewhere, and that was the end; they were goners head over heels ever since.
I was surprised they hit it off as quickly as they did. Still, it goes to show how opposites attract, so the three of us were glued to the hip and became the 3 musketeers, well more like I was the third wheel, they didn't mean to make me feel that way, but honestly, I didn't care I loved seeing them happy even if it meant they were in their own little bubble.
They were good people, and I loved them as my own family. We always stayed in touch, and at times she would come and visit for a girls weekend here in Colorado, and whenever I would go back home and visit family, I would see them as well; David was an athletic director and head physician for the Islanders which was a sweet gig, and he even scored season passes for my parents each season.
It was technically my gift to them; I paid for it. Still, he used his hookups to get them for me, Jennifer was a big shot PR executive for a cosmetic brand there in New York, but lately, she has been delegating from home because she is now headed into her 4th month of pregnancy. She had a little scare since she has been such a workaholic.
