“Are you going to gripe at me like this for the rest of the season?” Luca asks as they head to the dressing room. “Yes. You need a solid pregame routine that doesn’t include chasing girls.” Luca sighs. “Jesus, you’re obsessed with this pregame routine thing.” He tilts a grin at Alexei, unfazed by his stern and abrupt demeanor. “Hey, did you realize that you’re almost old enough to be my dad?”