Withholding Secrets by Diana Fisher Read Free Book Online

clung to his broad shoulders, and his jeans were snug on his lean waist. His hair was spiked and jet black. A nice touch with those striking green eyes. His face was freshly shaven and the scent of aftershave had drifted through the air. If that wasn’t enough to make a woman drool, I had no idea what would.
    “As I figured.” In his hand were two light red jackets with the rink’s name on them. “You two might want to put these on.” He handed one to me, and then one to Sky.
    I accepted the bigger of the two that was four times my size and smelled the same as he did. Maybe his jacket. Looking over at Sky putting hers on, I wondered whose that would have been. The last thing that I wanted to do there was to embarrass Jordan or get some wondering eyes put on his sister. And Kane was polite about it. I had to give him credit for that.
    “You two can go ahead and take a seat up there.” He pointed as he stopped by me. He was much taller than I remembered from last night. Looking down, I saw the skates with something on the bottom. “Jordan, come with me and I will take you to the equipment room.”
    “I’m not leaving you alone with him,” I spouted off before I actually thought about what I was saying. Jordan’s eyes shot up to me, wide with surprise, and a little anger was sheeting over them.
    “You’re more than welcome to join us, but I’m sure the other parents wouldn’t appreciate you being in the locker room with their boys getting ready.” The curt little smirk spread over Kane’s handsome, smooth face as those green eyes danced in delight.
    Heat filled my cheeks as I shook my head. His large bear claw came down on my shoulder, sending a shock of electricity straight to my heart. The burst of acceleration kicked up some sparks, igniting the timbers in my belly.
    “Come with me and I will show you where you can sit.” The smile spread across his face as some dimples appeared in his nice cheeks.
    We followed and he had us sit one row behind a dugout kind of place where there was a half wall with access to the ice instantly and a long bench. To the right was another matching one. My guess was it was where the team would sit when I looked at it again.
    Taking a seat, I glanced over at Sky as she bit her nail nervously tucking herself deep into the jacket. I felt bad for her. How it must feel to be that scared of everything and everyone because of her parents. Hopefully, she could get on the basketball team and make some friends.
    The players finally came out with Jordan. As we watched, I kept my eye on Kane with the boys. He joked with them, and there were also times when he was serious. And damn. He was like a God out there, floating on his frozen cloud of heaven. He called Jordan out to the ice a time or two to get a stick or a puck, and Jordan was right there. Then, he brought out a clipboard and a whistle, whatever Kane needed. A few times, I noticed a little spark in Jordan’s eyes as he watched the boys play. Maybe this was something that would be good for him. If this would make his life a little better, I could see what I could do about it. Besides, it couldn’t be that much, could it?
    The two hours were up in no time. I wish that my work day went that fast. Then again, we weren’t watching the clock either. I walked with Sky back through the tunnel and waited for Jordan.
    A couple of the dads were talking and walking, making their way down the tunnel when Sky drew her arms close to her body, shielding her from the fear grown men brought onto her. Her eyes shot down to the walkway as she scooted a little closer to me. “Maybe we should wait for them in the hall.”
    “Sure.” Looking up to see an older, balding man looking at us, I gritted my teeth. Stepping in front of her, I blocked her from the guy making his way past us. Following the crowd, we headed to the front where the large floor to ceiling glass windows were. The sun was pouring through, enough to warm us up from being around