A shocking surprise…
Beau spent the next two days trying to reach Cara by phone, but she wasn’t answering. Of all the things they’d talked about in between kisses, where she lived wasn’t one of them, so he had no idea where to look for her. After his appointment with Dr. Appleby, one which involved all manner of visual tests and a CAT scan, he’d been given the all-clear with a promise to relay the news of the return of his sight to Dr. Percy in Vancouver. The team manager had been notified, and the owner wanted to know when Hamilton could return to the ice. In all, it had been a busy day. Beau spent most of it distracted by thoughts of Cara.
He was more than happy to be told he could begin training again in another week, but despite permission to drive and get back to regular activities, he’d have to wait a little longer before he could rejoin his team for an actual game. Dr. Appleby explained that until a full eight weeks had passed, and another CAT scan determined that all markers were cleared, he needed to take it easy. Light exercise and some skating would be fine, but no rough stuff. Another hit to the head too soon might be all it would take to rob Beau of his sight forever.
If he were honest with himself, hockey was the last thing on his mind. His thoughts were filled with a spikey-haired pixie whose touch lit a passion inside him the size of a pre-game bonfire. He missed her. Missed her caring ways, her feistiness, her humor, her unwitting sexiness, and even her adorable klutziness.
Beau did remember her mentioning Wegman’s grocery store.
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