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GREER
“I’m telling you, asswipe, that’s what I did. I tried to deke him, but he’s too
good.”
“Well, then you didn’t deke him right. If you make it convincing
enough, he’ll bite. Ask the goalie—he’ll tell you.”
Moe and Larry—no, scratch that. That would make me Curly, and the
Three Stooges we are not.
Tweedledee and Tweedledum—much better—going quiet has me
glancing up from my beer, the same one I’ve been nursing for the last hour.
The cloudy amber beverage is warm, and my stomach is turning at the
thought of trying to finish it.
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Well, it’s either that or the pit that started forming the minute I hung up
the phone with my mother.
My stomach turns yet again just thinking about the call.
Yep. That’s it.
“Well, Mr. Hotshot Goalie? Any input?” Fitz, the forward for the
Carolina Comets, asks impatiently.
“Fitz is right, Hayes. You have to sell it harder. I’ve given up a few soft
goals on good dekes.”
Fitz throws his fist into the air and lets out a loud whoop. It’s obnoxious
enough to draw eyes, something I really don’t want to do tonight, so I tug
my hat down lower.
“Shut up,” I hiss with a scowl.
“What?” He shrugs, glancing around. “Nobody is paying us any
attention. Besides, it’s Slapshots—they know better than to mess with us in
here.”
That’s usually true. This place is a haven for those on the Comets, but
sometimes there are nights when people don’t care that it’s our off night and
want to hound us.
I don’t typically drink during the season, but I couldn’t say no when Fitz
and Hayes invited me out. We’ve just come off an eight-game winning
streak where I recorded not one but two shutouts.
It’s February, and we’re on a roll. I feel fucking unstoppable right now,
and I don’t want to let that feeling go just yet, especially not right now
when we’re walking into a six-game homestand. We kill it on home ice.
“Come on, man. Lighten up.” Hayes claps me on the shoulder. “We’re
hot as hell right now, so have fun and stop scowling at everyone.”
I glance down at Hayes’ hand, which is still resting on me, and that
scowl deepens.
I look back at him with one brow raised in an Are you
seriously touching me right now? kind of way.
He lifts both hands in the air in surrender. “S-Sorry,” he mutters.
I nod once, letting it go. I’m not big on touchy-feely shit, but he’s the
rookie, so I don’t expect him to know that.
I can’t seem to let go of the call I had with my mother just before we
stepped into the bar, the one that’s put a damper on my whole evening.
She’s getting married.
Again.
Or should I say again again again. It’s her fourth marriage, and I don’t
even know how many “serious relationships.”
I want to be happy for her. I really do, but it’s difficult when I know this
one will end in the same heartbreak as all the others.
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