Page 257 of Playing the Pucking Game
“Busy,” I say. “Those guys know how to keep me on my toes.”
“I guess that’s what happens when you’re the best they have and they all want you.”
I let out a sigh. “There are worse problems to have, right?”
“Absolutely. So, what are we doing here?”
“Girls’ night,” Sutton squeals excitedly.
Casey smiles at her before turning to me with a shrug.
“It's like you knew how much I needed some pampering. Your daddy and his team are exhausting.”
Sutton giggles. “All boy hockey players are hard work. Girls are way better.”
Casey laughs. “She’s got a point there,” she says confidently. “I’d definitely choose to coach Sutton’s girls’ team over the Vipers.”
“Which one do you want, Parker?” Sutton says, offering me a selection of face masks.
I select a watermelon one that is meant to brighten my skin and offer it to Sutton to put on.
She rolls her eyes. “You need to take your makeup off first.”
“Ah, yes. Silly me,” I tease.
“Here. Face wipes. Then mask.”
“Right. Got it. Good thing you’re here.”
Sutton is halfway through applying my face mask when the doorbell rings.
Casey hops up to let Freya in, leaving me with Sutton.
“There,” she says once she’s happy with her work. “You’re going to look even prettier after.”
“I hope so,” I tease.
“Linc will think you’re really pretty.”
“Oh?” I ask on an exhale.
She smiles, and it makes my heart beat a little faster. “Daddy says that when you’re standing by the rink at training, all Linc does is stare at you.”
Happiness explodes within me, sending tingles shooting through my body.
“I’m sure that’s not true.”
“It is. Daddy wouldn’t say it otherwise. He said he’s a lovesick fool and needs to do something about it.”
Suspicion weaves its way through me. “Sutton, were you eavesdropping?”
She glances away, giving me all the answer I need. “They were talking really loudly.”
“And where were you?”
“Sitting at the top of the stairs,” she says quietly.
“Sutton, you know you shouldn’t do that. Casey and your daddy were having a private conversation.”
