Page 49 of SlapShot Sweetheart

“She’s going to be expecting something special, and it’s going to backfire in your face – that’s ‘why not,’” the man said emphatically, making the man-bun bob slightly. “You can’t do something like this and then…pfffw.” He stuck out his tongue and made a weird farting sound with his lips that came out flat.

“Pffffw?” he mocked, fighting back a grin as he made the same sound.

“Ka-Blah… meh… pfffw,” Coeur began again, holding out his hands in an empty motion and shrugging before making the farting sound again with his mouth. It would have been funny, if the man hadn’t seemed so earnest and worried. “I’m not the bestwith girls nowadays since we aren’t barhopping like we used to, but even I know that with no ‘kaboom’ – then to her, the entire thing will be…”

“Oh,” Theo interrupted quietly, his eyes widening. “Nopfffw?”

“Nope, nopfffw.”

“Crap.”

“I know.”

“What am I going to do?”

“You need to come up with akaboom… and not aka-blah.”

“Duuude.”

“I knoooow.”

The two men were squared off, staring at each other in realized horror as laughter echoed in the hallway nearby, followed by a slow clap. Both heads turned as if on a swivel to see Thierry and Giroux standing there.

“You aren’t taking advice from Fart-Face, are you?” Thierry grinned.

“Are you hiding?” Coeur interrupted, grinning.

“Hiding?”

“Noooo!” Thierry blurted out before looking around quickly. “Why? Do you see her?”

“See who?”

“He’s afraid of the new physical therapist.”

“What?”

“You’re kidding me…”

“Is the dude mean?”

“The ‘dudette’ is really nice,” Coeur grinned, making a shapely motion with his hands. “Hair black as night, curves for miles, and the softest hands…”

“She’s mean!” Thierry snarled and got in Coeur’s face, surprise written all over their expressions at the sudden changein the man. “You quit trying to fool around with anything that jiggles.”

“I’m not touching you with Batiste’s junk, much less my own… poochie,” Couer grinned and poked Thierry right in the belly, making him let out a giggle that only served to piss off the blond giant even more.

“How’s she mean?”

“She is! She’s just awful and thinks that she knows everything…”

“Dude, she’s ahhhmazing and actually freed up that kink in my back before showing me some stretches that could help.”

“I thought she was nice too.”

“I didn’t realize we had a new PT person…”

“Yup,” Giroux nodded emphatically. “She’s helping my knees with some strength training and kinesics tape…”

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