Eighteen

Winston's pov

“These paparazzi are insane” Xavier said, he was talking about pictures of me and Nolan that were released. 

He scrolled through the page, “So he is your…?” Xavier asked in a teasing tone.

“Shut up, Xavier!” Martin cuts off Xavier, “They were not on a date, it was just dinner” Martin said, his words were stern.

“Dude, Chill.” Xavier joked, I shook my head at them and continued with testing my stick. 

Xavier turned to me and dropped next to me, “So Captain tell me, Was it a date or just dinner?” 

I laughed, “We were not on a date, Nolan asked me out for dinner that's all” I shrugged.

Everyone said ‘Ohh’

“I knew it from that day at Howard's that he likes you” Xavier said, referring to Nolan

“It's not like that” I explained, glancing at Howard.

“Don't worry Cap, I can trust you with my brother in law. You're different” Howard smiled, his time playful.

“So you can't trust the rest of us?” Xavier questioned, he stood up and walked towards Howard who was already laughing because he knew Xavier was about to tackle him.

My phone buzzed from the cubicle, I stood and grabbed it.

An unknown number is calling, I frowned 

Can it be Orson.

I glanced around the locker room, “I need to answer a call” I said to Martin, who gave me a nod.

I made my way out of the locker room past the reporters and staffs to a quiet space.

I answered the call, “Hello” I said, glancing around. “Who is this?”

“You didn't save my number, Crowley”

His voice came, smooth and deep.

It was him.

My heart beat picked up at the sound of his voice and my wolf stirred, memories of that night rushed in.

And I felt myself clenched.

“O.. Orson?”

“Yeah…Glad you're coming to your senses” 

“Why are you calling? I am about to go on the ice…” I said quietly into the phone.

“I know” he cuts me off, “You were on date” He said, his tone was condemning.

“It wasn't a date…” I defended, I didn't know why I was defensive.

“Really?” He said like he was surprised, “Tell me about it”

I frowned, did he call me to ask me about me and Nolan.

“Why did you call me?” I said, my tone was a little harsh, why is he acting surprised 

“You didn't answer my question” 

“You didn't call me after I left three weeks ago and now you're calling to ask me about…” I scoffed, falling out of words.

I don't know why I felt angry suddenly, My stomach clenching

“You were angry that I didn't call you?” He questioned, his tone was mocking. “We have nothing serious going on, you know that. We have an agreement”

My empty hand clenched, my face heated with embarrassment.

We were both silent for a while, my heart pumping faster.

“I don't mean to annoy you, it's just funny that you were expecting me to call” Orson said,

I rolled my eyes and didn't give him a reply.

“You're still pissed” he chuckled, “I am flying in”

“You what?” My eyes widened, “I am not in…”

“I know, Crowley. I am not dumb, I know you are in another city and I am flying in tonight”

“Why?”

“To see you,”

“But you don't know what hotel I am staying at and you know…”

He chuckled, making me stop talking. “I know, Crowley. That's why you're staying at my condo instead in your hotel room, I will send you the address, You better be ready to tell about your little fancy date” 

With that he ends the call.

I hissed, “Asshole”

He didn't even give me a chance to refuse, my phone buzzed again.

It was a text message.

    

                                       Unknown number 

                                 And you should save

                                   my number. 

I shook my head, my stomach churning with excitement.

I shouldn't be excited about him coming here, I should be worried.

We have press roaming around here.

And I have Martin, we are sharing a room. How do I explain not sleeping at the hotel?

“Sh*t”