Page 148 of The Puck Stops Here
Paige added you.
Paige added Sissi.
Paige
I fucked up! Are you guys free for a call??
‘Shit,’ they both said in unison.
‘I’m just gonna grab some clothes and I’ll be right on it…’ Because there was no way Astrid could go into an SOS call butt naked. Especially when the cause of her nakedness was something she couldn’t talk about just yet. ‘You?’
‘I’ll pull over and do the same.’
Astrid cut the call and smacked her coffee down on the side. Flying off the bed, she threw the quilt up as she sought out her clothing. She found her tee wedged between the bed and the table, plucked it out and pulled it on, all the while hunting out her shorts. Where were the damn things? They couldn’t just vanish!
Sissi
I can jump on a call.
‘I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m coming!’ she muttered in desperation.
Not like you were last night… or this morning.
Not helping! She looked to the heavens with an eye roll and that was when she saw them – her shorts, hanging on the corner of the TV. She snatched them down and thrust them on, dropping onto her bed with a flustered ‘oof!’
Astrid
Me too!
Almost immediately the video call came in from Paige and she swiped to accept it, her friend’s avatar being replaced by her IRL. She looked pale, her hazel eyes like panicked fish bowls.
‘What’s happened?’ she blurted. ‘Are you okay?’
Paige shook her head, her red curls dancing with the move. ‘I did a bad, bad thing.’
Oh God…
* * *
‘Where have you been?’ Coach asked as Blake launched himself onto the ice.
‘Sorry, Coach, slept in!’
With a swoosh he joined the line of players already in the full swing of drills, his grin impossible to dampen.
‘Ooh, somebody got some last night,’ V goaded as he swept past.
‘Shut up, V!’
But it was too late, jeers rippled through the team like a Mexican wave.
Aiden came up beside him in a spray of ice. ‘He’s not wrong though, is he?’
‘A gentleman doesn’t kiss and tell, bro.’
‘Since when have you been a gentleman?’
‘Since I met a pretty lady who inspired me to become one.’
