Page 89 of Good Vibes Only
Raven danced around the store, legs kicking and swinging in a victory jig, which only ended when my phone interrupted it with ading.
It was a text from Sofia.
“Ummm, what’s this I hear about a new WAG??!?!?!”
WAG? Me?I read that text again and again, reality slowly setting in.Whoa. I’m a WAG.
“Damn. Word gets around fast,” I texted back.
“You better believe it, sister! So you and Showtime, huh?? When did that become official?”
“Literally this morning. I didn’t even realize I was a WAG until I saw your text,” I wrote, adding a crying-laughing emoji.
She responded with the same.“BTW, if you have plans tonight, cancel ’em, because the boys are playing tonight. We’re all gathering at my place to watch the game, and you’re our guest of honor!!!”
That took a moment to sink in, too.
“Not gonna lie, Sof, this is kinda insane. My head is spinning.”
“Normally, things don’t move QUITE this fast. But obviously the girls already know and love you, so they can’t wait to do the whole initiation thing and welcome you into the fold. You’re gonna LOVE it, trust me.”She added,“I’m so happy for you tho!! You two are so cute together.”
“Aw thanks! I’ll see you ladies tonight then!”
I put my phone away.
“This is crazy,” I said to Raven. “I’m now a WAG.”
“What’s that?”
“The wives and girlfriends of the hockey players,” I explained. “Apparently, I’m their guest of honor at their hockey viewing party tonight, and there might be some kind of initiation for me? I dunno.”
“Holy moly, those girls are moving even faster than you and Brett.”
“Hey!” I protested, even as I laughed.
Ding,another text hit my inbox. I checked my phone, expecting it to be Sofia again—but this one was from Brett.
“Talked to Dak. We’re cool,”he wrote, adding a thumbs-up emoji.
“I kinda figured,” I texted back. “Because I just got the invite to the WAG party tonight.”
“LMAO. That fast, huh?”
“Yup. But I’m glad Dak is cool with us.”
“Yeah. He did have one condition tho.”
“Oh God. What is it?”
“If we end up getting married, he gets to be my best man.”
I laughed. “Hey. Sure. Whatever.”
“That’s what I said,”he wrote.“Anyway, I gotta run cuz we’re about to take the ice. I just wanted you to know we’re all good over here.”
“Great, thanks! Have fun out there!”
I put my phone away and started to actually get to work—because Raven was busting her butt to open up, and I hadn’t done a darn thing yet. I printed off the online orders that came in overnight and got busy.
