Chapter Eleven
Alex
I strolled down the hallway at the stadium, idly tossing a soccer ball on my way to the locker room. We were done with practice for the day and I was the good kind of tired, physically worn, but floating on the rush of adrenaline from a few hours of play. I rounded the corner in the hall to find Liam leaning against the wall. The moment he saw me, he ended whatever phone call he’d been having. The little snippet of “Bye luv” I heard told me it was Olivia. He flashed a grin. “Good play, mate. Say, are we ready for the game against LA?” he asked as he rested a foot against the wall, clearly expecting me to stop and chat.
“Aye. Think so. You?” I returned as I leaned against the wall beside him, rolling the ball between my hands.
“Always.” He was quiet for a beat before
