My Hockey Alpha

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Chapter 0641 Nina

*Come on," Enzo said gently as he pulled away from our hug. "Let's get inside."

I nodded, letting Enzo take my hand. We meandered back toward the bustling party, where the music, laughter, and the vibrant energy of the celebration slowly took over our senses once more. It was a bit jarring after being out in the quiet, calm woods, but it wasn't entirely unwelcome.

For some reason, I felt oddly unsettled, though. I couldn't explain it; I had only come out into the woods for some fresh air and to visit my sister's grave, nothing more.

And yet, it felt as though something else had happened. Like I was being watched. But even as I stopped briefly to glance over my shoulder one last time, there was nothing there. The night was as calm as ever.

*You okay?" Enzo asked, noticing my hesitation.

I nodded, his voice snapping me back to the present, and I offered him a smile. "Mhm," I replied, wrapping my hands around his arm and leaning on him. "I'm great."

But Enzo was clearly not entirely convinced. "You sure?" he asked. "Because I found your shattered ginger ale glass on the ground earlier."

I furrowed my brow, genuinely puzzled. I couldn't recall dropping my glass or the sound of it shattering. "Oh, I'm not sure," I replied, trying to piece together an explanation to make it make sense, more so for myself than for Enzo. "Maybe I set it down on something and forgot about it, and it got knocked over?"

Enzo gave me a strange look, his gaze searching my face as if he could read my thoughts. It made me stop in my tracks, and I asked, "What's wrong?"

He said nothing for a moment, reaching out to tuck a loose strand of hair behind my ear. But his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that sent a shiver down my spine. "You know you can tell me anything, right, Nina?" he asked, his voice so low it was barely more than a whisper.

I furrowed my brow again, somewhat taken aback by his question. Of course I knew I could confide in him. But truly, aside from a bit of confusion, there was nothing to confide in him about.

"Of course I know I can tell you anything, my love," I assured him. "But really, nothing is wrong. I just wanted to take a little walk earlier and clear my head. What's the big deal?"

*You're just acting a little strange, that's all." As Enzo spoke, his eyes flickered down to my belly. He placed his hand there, a warm and gentle touch that made the tension dissipate from my shoulders, although I hadn't even realized that I was tense.

His concern made me smile, and I shook my head, placing my hand over his. "I'm fine. Really."

Enzo nodded, and the concern gradually melted away from his features, quickly replaced by a soft smile. "Okay," he said, although I could tell he was still going to be watching me closely after my little disappearing act. "But remember, if you think of anything that's bothering you tonight or if you feel sick because of the pregnancy or anything else, let me know. I'm here for you, alright?"

I couldn't help but smile at his caring nature. I stood up on my tiptoes and kissed him gently, my lips brushing against his. "I love you," I whispered. "I'll let you know if anything bothers me."

Enzo returned my smile, looking a bit relieved. "I love you too," he replied, pressing his forehead against mine for a moment before we pulled apart.

With that settled, the two of us finished making our way back inside. The party hadn't let up one bit, and it would likely be raging all night. The sounds of the music and the guests filled my ears, drowning out the quiet of the outside.