Page 13 of Slap Shot

“I don’t mind. Really.”

“Nope.” I hum, setting all the dirty dishes in the sink. “Save your energy for your interview next week.”

“Fine.” Madeline leans against the counter at my side and adjusts the neckline of her sweater. That damn tattoo is teasing me. “I’m glad the poison didn’t take this time. Are you sure you want me to try again on Monday?”

“Yeah.” Our gazes meet, and I grin. “I want you to give it your best shot.”

FIVE

HUDSON

PUCK KINGS

Easy E

I have good fucking news, lads.

Sully

You’re being traded?

Easy E

Whoa. Easy there, Goalie Daddy. You’d miss me if I got shipped out west.

Sully

Debatable.

Mavvy

Don’t listen to him, Ethan. What’s up?

Easy E

DAVE’S DOGS IS COMING BACK TO THE ARENA, BABY.

I started a petition with the food and bev people, and he’s coming BACK!

Mitchy

This is why you’re interrupting our rest before the game? To tell us a hot dog vendor is back?

G-Money

LET’S FUCKING GO!!!!

Me

I’m happy for you, E, but you couldn’t wait until tonight to tell us?

Seymour

I was two seconds away from falling asleep. If I suck tonight, I’m blaming you, Ethan.

Easy E

It’s the preseason, boys!!! You’ll be fine!!

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