Page 26 of The Captain's Curfew
“Oh,shit.”
I snatch the phone, ending the stream as fast as possible.But the damage is done.The chat section wasgoing insane.
I turn on him.“What did youdo?”
Logan pinches the bridge of his nose.“Ididn’t do anything.I must’ve accidentally gone live while checking my notifications.”
I stare at him, horror dawning.“So, you’re telling me50,000 peoplejust watched you make a sandwich and glare at your phone?”
He groans.“I hate everything.”
The fallout isinstant.
This man accidentally went live, made a sandwich, and still managed to be hot.HOW?
Grumpy Hockey Boyfriend content but make itunintentionally domestic.
The way he aggressively spread that mustard?A cinematic masterpiece.
WHY DID HE LOOK SO MAD AT HIS SANDWICH?
Hockey’s Most Eligible Grump just became Hockey’s Most Clueless Influencer.
I drop my head into my hands.“This is worse than before.”
Logan glares at his phone like he canwillit into submission.“Delete it.”
“Idid.But the internet moves fast, Logan.There are screen recordingseverywhere.”
He lets out a long breath.“This is my villain origin story.”
I laugh despite myself.“Look on the bright side—now you don’t just havehockey girlfriendfans.You’ve gotdomestic grumpfans, too.”
He groans, resting his head against the fridge.“Kill me.”
I pat his arm.“Can’t.You’re too valuable now.”
The next day, I wake up to find Logan already at the kitchen counter, staring blankly at his phone.
“Dare I ask?”I say, pouring myself coffee.
He slides his phone toward me.
I glance at the screen.
And promptly spit out my coffee.
It’s afan edit.Ofhis accidental sandwich live stream.
Set toCareless Whisper.
With the caption:“He spreads the mustard like he means it.”
Iwheeze.
Logan looks like he’s seconds from hurling his phone into the sun.“I give up.”
I clutch my stomach, laughing so hard it hurts.“Oh my God, you’reunstoppablenow.”
