The Rematch (Wrestling Diaries #2) Read Online Free Page B

really good. Denver dozed and I glanced at him as he slept. I hoped we hadn’t made a mistake. It hadn’t felt like one at the time.
      When we landed there was a car waiting to take us to the hotel, which was nice since it was snowing. Too bad I hadn’t packed a coat. This time he didn’t offer me his and I tried not to take it personally. Why was I being so sensitive?
      At the hotel I mentioned getting my own room, but Denver shook his head.
      “No, I want you to stay with me. That is, if you want to,” He paused. “I have to meet with Richmond and run over the script with him and then I’ll be free.”
      At least he wasn’t telling me to go away. That was good, right?
      I replied, “I’ll be here then, waiting.”
      He kissed me on the cheek before he left. I wondered if LaTonya was with Richmond, so I sent her a text. She called me right back.
      “Are you here?”
      “Yeah.”
      I gave her the room number and she said she’d be right over. While I waited I scrolled through my text messages to see what I’d missed while my phone had been off. The last one made my heart skip. Mesquite . There was a knock on the door, so I put my phone down before I read the message.
      LaTonya looked so sad that I threw my arms around her, hugging her close.
      “Thanks. I needed that,” she sniffled.
      “How’s Richmond?”
      “Awful. He won’t even talk to me right now. I think he’s blaming me.”
      “Why?”
      She sat on the bed and replied, “It was my idea to go skiing. How in the hell would I have known he’d never been on a triple black diamond trail before? I mean, he should have said something!”
      “So he hurt himself skiing?”
      “Yeah. Tore his ACL. The doctor says he’ll have to have surgery and then it’ll take at least six weeks for recovery. Probably longer, though.”
      Ouch. That meant he’d be missing some pretty big events.
      “I asked if he wanted me to go to the hospital with him and he said no.”
      Her bottom lip quivered.
      “I’m sorry, LaTonya. You know he doesn’t mean it, though. He’s probably just freaking out right now.”
      “I just hope I can talk so sense into him. He’s going to need help around the house.”
      I replied, “Try talking to him after his meeting with Denver.”
      She groaned. “I forgot you were on vacation with Denver, too. I’m so sorry to ruin things for you!”
      “No, it’s fine. Part of the job, right?”
      “How did Denver take the news? More importantly how did you take it?”
      “He seems excited to get the belt. I’m happy for him, I guess.”
      Her eyebrows lifted. “No, not that part. The news about who he’s going to lose the belt to.”
      I shook my head, not knowing what she was talking about.
      “Oh boy…”
      “What is it?”
      She bit her bottom lip and said, “He’s going to win the belt tomorrow - and then lose it at the next pay-per-view - to Mesquite.”
      I swear it felt like someone punched me in the stomach. There went my three-month period without Mesquite hanging around.
      “I’m sorry. I thought they told him when they called the other day. And I assumed if they had that he would tell you.”
      Suddenly it all made sense. That’s why he had been in such a weird mood. He knew Mesquite was coming back and he hadn’t said anything to me. I grabbed my phone and read the text from Mesquite.
      Mesquite: Can we talk? I don’t want things to be weird when I come back.
      Mesquite: Jamie?
      Mesquite: Not sure if you’re ignoring me or busy…
      Mesquite: Please, I don’t want things to be awkward when I come back to work…
      Fuck!
      “Do you know if he’s back now?”
      “No, I think he has to finish filming his movie. He’ll be back in a couple of weeks.”
      I groaned. “Of course this would happen now!”
      “Did I miss something?”
      “Denver and I kind of hooked up on our vacation…”
      She smirked. “Kind of