Page 5 of Hot Stuff
“I know what a butt plug looks like, and this isn’t it.”
“I believe it’s part of the whole ‘pony play’ thing they both seem to be into.”
“Pony play?”
“Yes, it’s a fetish, obviously. One partner wears a bridle and a plug that looks like a horse’s tail so they?—”
“Whoa, whoa, whoa.” I drop the pictures on the table and put up both my hands. “I don’t need to know that shit.”Fuck. I’ll need brain bleach or a full bottle of tequila to wipe that shit out of my head.
Laughing, Oakley reaches over and grabs the photos. “The only one you really need is this one.” She shuffles through and finds the one she wants.
When she holds it out, I really don’t want to look but again, curiosity gets me. Looking down, I see she’s singled out a shot of Kristina riding Jerry. She is mid stride, either down or up, it doesn’t matter; it shows all I need to finally get the woman to leave me the fuck alone.
“Okay. Thanks.” I shove the stack of pictures back in the envelope. I can’t stand looking at them any longer. I’ll deal with them later and decide how to use them. “Now, what’s this opportunity?”
“How would you like to coach the Baton Rouge Rogues?”
“Baton Rouge Rogues? What are they? A high school team?”
I’ve never heard of them. I can’t even work out what kind of sports team she’s referring to. All I know is it isn’t in the National Hockey League.
“You know I playicehockey, right?”
Oakley
“You know I playicehockey, right?”
Walker’s words have me laughing. “I’m aware,” I manage to say.
“Sorry. I’ve never heard of the Baton Rouge Rogues.”
“You and the rest of the country.” I can’t help the cocky smile that curls my lips. By the time I’m done, every hockey fan in the world will know who the Rogues are. And a good number of them will be cheering us on.
“Look, I don’t know what you’re hinting at. Why don’t you just spell it out for me?”
Reaching into the briefcase at my feet, I pull out a thick stack of papers. Turning the bundle, I slap it on the table in front of Walker so he can read the cover page. “This is who the Baton Rouge Rogues are.”
My voice is triumphant because I feel victorious.
We did it.
We’redoingit.
As of this morning, KAW became the owner of the National Hockey League’s expansion franchise. And the Rogues became the only female owned and run hockey team in the league.
And the first order of business, after putting the proposal together and winning the bid for this new franchise, is to secure the head staff. Our GM and assistant coach are already locked in.
Now I just have to convince Walker Alcott that head coach of the Rogues is what he wants.
What he needs.
“When did the league announce the new franchise?”
“They haven’t yet. The official press conference takes place later this month.”
“But this is?—”
“Yes. That’s the contract between KAW and the league for that franchise. Hence the NDA.”
