Page 103 of Game Changer
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“So,” Scott said as soon as Kip answered his phone the next afternoon, “I have good news.”
“Oh yeah?”
“I, uh, I’m at the hotel in Winnipeg and I managed to get a room to myself.”
Kip sat up from where he’d been lying on the couch. “Really? How’d you swing that?”
“Well, Cameron just recovered from a fractured wrist and he’s been cleared to play, so he flew up here to meet the team. But it means there’s an odd number of us, so... I kind of lied about wanting some space to get focused or whatever.”
“I’ll give you something to focus on, if it helps you feel honest.”
Scott laughed. “That’s what I was hoping. You at my place?”
“Yeah.”
“You wanna—”
“Absolutely. Yes. Let me just get my laptop. I’ll call you back on Skype, all right? Give me a minute.”
“Okay. Yeah.”
They hung up and Kip ran to the bedroom. He set the laptop up on one corner of the giant bed, then opened Skype and fiddled with the screen, trying to find the perfect angle.
He grabbed the lube, buzzing with excitement—this was finally happening! And, man, did he need it.
He set the bottle on the nightstand, then stretched out on the bed so he was on his side, his face propped up on one elbow near the computer. He grinned from ear to ear when Scott’s face filled the screen.
“Hi!” Scott said, smiling back just as widely.
“Nice to see you.”
“Man, yeah. It’sreallygood to see you. I miss you so much.”
Damn, Scott had a way of turning everything inside Kip to mush with a few dopey words. “Me too.”
Scott took an audible breath and blew it out, still smiling. “I almost forgot how cute you are.”
Kip rested his chin on one fist and batted his eyelashes coquettishly. “Who, me?”
Scott laughed. “I, uh, I have to keep my voice down. I’ve got my own room, but there are teammates on either side of me.”
“Yeah, no problem. We can just talk for a bit. You seem nervous.”
“No!” Scott said quickly. “I mean...yes. A little.”
“Nothing I haven’t seen before,” Kip teased.
Scott rolled his eyes. “I know. I just haven’t ever—”
“I’ll help. Don’t worry. You’re gonna love it, but let’s talk first.”
“Okay. Thanks. Um, how’s New York?”
“Cold. How’s... Winnipeg, did you say?”
“Yeah.Reallyfucking cold. Windy as hell.”
