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“Funny story. My teammates were dared to kiss—”
STOPPPP I AM DYING
@scientistguy: You don’t have to shut up about it, but I probably won’t contribute to a conversation if it comes up. You could tell me the Tigers scored a touchdown in the fourth inning, and I’ll be like, cool, dude. I’m happy for you. @confused96: … I can’t tell if you’re joking or not. @scientistguy: I’m joking. The Tigers never score. @confused96: The Tigers aren’t even a team!
Richie: Pandas are so dumb, they’re carnivorous but eat plants. Because … plants are right there. Einstein: That sounds more lazy than dumb. Richie: When Sloths climb trees, they sometimes think their own limb is a branch and fall to their death. Einstein: LMAO! Oh wait, I mean … I shouldn’t laugh at that, right? Richie: Turkeys drown by staring up at the sky when it’s raining. Einstein: And we have a winner.
I just choked on my saliva
Richie: You should write greeting cards. That’s where your talent is. Happy Valentine’s Day to the love of my life. I guess I’ll let you put it in me tonight. Einstein: Ace Valentine’s Day cards. They should be a thing. I like you a lot, I think you’re hot, but I don’t want you near my spot.
I wasn’t ready to meet Richie. Yet I’m pretty sure he’s sitting right next to me.
And now that I’m ninety-nine percent sure it’s him, I’m going to be so fucking disappointed if it isn’t. Because Cohen? Oh, yeah, the attraction’s there.
“I guess I assumed you were straight.” He’d be the first.
Einstein: What if I told you my name is Seth Grant?
My hands are legit shaking
“Please say something,” Seth says. “I’d rather not talk at all if that’s okay with you.” It comes out raspy and not like my own voice.
“I need to suck you off,” I whisper. He moans. “I need to taste that dick I’ve been staring at through a screen for months. Ever since Halloween when you sent me that pic.”
Beck follows Richie’s gaze to me, just as I point at my neck again. Beck’s stare flies back to Richie, then to me, then back to the gigantic goddamn hickey.
Ohhh Beck
“Okay?” Beck forces himself to inhale. “I’m fucking fantastic. So fantastic, I’m buying everyone a round of fruity-as-fuck cocktails. Want one, Cohen? Seth? Of course you do! This is great. Lunch is great. What a fantastic day.”
“I don’t think you know how childbirth works.” “Maybe I’ll knock up Jacobs and see firsthand.”
Ugh I love Beck so much
“You’re my Einstein. That trumps friendship. Any day.”
Quick, come up with an excuse as to why you’re naked in their son’s apartment. “I’m a nudist!” I blurt. They both look confused. “I’m trying to recruit Seth into my cult. That’s why I’m naked.” Seth’s dad looks like he’s trying to swallow his lips. His mom is averting her gaze. Hmm, they don’t believe me. “I actually gave up my clothing for Lent.” “That starts in February,” Seth mutters. Oh shit. “Okay, truth. I have a mole. Somewhere not … normal. I asked Seth to look at it for me.”
Oh. My. God.
“Dude, you disappeared for two weeks. Were you where I think you were?” I rub the back of my neck. “I’ll take that as a yes. Told Grant yet?” I start stripping down to get suited up. “I’ll take that as a no.”
“We want to tell him in person, okay?” “Yes, because telling someone shitty news with a chance of bloodshed is so much easier than picking up a phone.”
“Why … why are you being so cool about this?” “Cool about what?” “Me. And a guy.” A line furrows across his brow. “I know we joke about you being dumb, but … you do know Jacobs and I are a couple, right?
Teddy Beckett is my everything
I take out my phone to see a message from Seth asking how my day was. Then one two minutes later saying I didn’t need to reply right away because he knows I’m busy and he was checking in. Then another later asking to pretend he’s playing it cool.
“Because I am a sex god, and my man juice should be worshiped?” “Please don’t ever say man juice ever again or I may never get a boner around you.”
“We definitely need to tell your brother,” I say. “Eww. Your first thought after that was of Foster?” “No. My first thought after that was I will do anything in my power to make sure that happens again. And again. Even if Foster is pissed at me, my feelings for you won’t change.”
I don’t see it as choosing my boyfriend over my career. I see it as which will make me happier? That’s always been hockey. The thing I’ve given everything to. Now I have someone who gives back.
<3
“I don’t want to hold you back.” “Loving you could never hold me back.”
“I’m gonna make you feel so good,” he murmurs, his hand pawing weakly at my junk. I laugh and link my fingers through his. “Okay, sweetheart. It’s cute you think that.”
I can still have hockey in so many different ways. Coaching, watching … I don’t think I’ll ever find another Seth.
“I’m meeting your Zach. What if he doesn’t like me?”
"Your Zach" awwwww omg
“Key works,” Foster calls out. “You gave him a key?” I growl. “For emergencies.” “Good. There’s about to be one. Montreal’s star rookie is about to need a hospital.”
