Page 102 of Game Changer
It was surreal seeing Scott in this setting. On television, at this crucial moment, staring down the goalie and looking so determined. So intimidating.
“He’s got it,” Elena said calmly. “Watch.”
They both watched as Scott moved like lightning toward the net. Kip held his breath. Everything was slow motion as Scott let off his shot.
It floated over the goalie’s shoulder, pretty as anything.
“Yeah!” Kip said, jumping up from the couch. “Did you see that?”
“Amazing!”
He pointed gleefully at the television. “That man loves me! Me!”
“I don’t understand it either.”
He sank back onto the couch, resting his head on Elena’s shoulder. “That’s my boyfriend.”
“Of course it is, sweetie.”
Kip laughed. “It does sound nuts when I say it, right? It’s so weird.”
“It’s very weird.”
“He’s so great.”
“Yeah, well, you might wanna watch to see if this Toronto player scores, because the game ain’t over yet.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah, superfan.”
They watched the Toronto shooter skate down the ice and...
“He missed!” Kip exclaimed. “He-missed-he-missed-he-missed!”
“He did.”
“They won! Scott won!”
“That’s three for three on this road trip, isn’t it?”
“Yes! I’m so proud of him!”
He watched Scott’s teammates all hug each other. Scott’s smile was wide and bright, and Kip wanted to leap into the television and kiss him all over his face.
“I wonder what Jalo’s deal is,” Elena mused.
“Oh yeah. You need to hit that if you can. Want me to ask Scott?”
“Nah, I’ll figure it out on my own.”
A half hour later, on his way back to Scott’s place, Kip sent him a text. So fucking proud of you.
An hour later he got a reply.Three games down. I’ll call you tomorrow.
Then,I love you.
Kip was never going to get tired of that.
