Page 100 of Hot Puck
“This lot will keep going until they fall down like this one,” Beckett says with a smile as he gives Chase a little shake. “All the smarter guys have already gone to bed.”
“Good thing no one needs to get up early. I rescheduled our flight back to late afternoon, so they can celebrate for as long as they last.” I push the ballroom door open so Beckett can drag a passed-out Chase through. And at this point he is dragging him. “Should I see if there’s a wheelchair or something?”
“Nah, I’ve got it.” Beckett glances at Cami. “He’s not that heavy, even if he is a dead weight.”
The elevator is right outside the ballroom, so it’s relatively quick and easy for us to get him inside and up to our floor. The walk down the corridor is a little slower. Mainly because both Chase’s shoes come off at different times as Beckett drags him toward our suite.
By the time I get the door open and we maneuver him inside, we’re all laughing because his socks are now hanging off making his feet look comically long.
“Do you think the hotel would give us the security footage of our trek?” Cami asks grinning. “I’m sure Chase would love to see how he got back to his room.”
“No.” I frown at her. “We are not acquiring hotel security footage.”
“Shame. We could have used it to embarrass him at the party the twins are planning to have this summer.”
I stop short. “What party?”
“Oh. Um…” Her gaze bounces around the room.
“Cami…” I give her the look that gets the twins to spill when they’re trying to hide something.
“Fine. But don’t tell them I said anything. Maybe pretend you found their notebook with their planning lists.”
“Okay, this is sounding worse by the second.”
“No. It’s not. It’s really sweet actually.”
I eye my friend. “You think what they’re planning is sweet?”
“Yes. They feel bad because Chase didn’t get a party to celebrate signing with the Rogues. Or for his twenty-first birthday. Their parents would have put together a big bash for both. Cassidy and Crystal want to do it for their brother because they can’t.”
“Well, shit.” I completely overlooked Chase’s birthday last year. It was right before preseason and everyone was getting used to the new facility and team, new routines, their new city.
“We should get that footage.”
“No! And I’m surprised you of all people are suggesting it.”
Cami’s face flushes red. “I thought it would be funny.”
“Have to agree with Natalie. Not sure why you came up with the idea. One of the guys, sure, but you.” Beckett shakes his head. “Nope.”
“Is Chase in bed?” I ask Beckett.
“Yeah. Threw a cover over him.” He pointedly looks at my hands. “Didn’t need to remove his shoes.”
“No.” I drop the shoes beside the couch. “He took care of that. Thanks for helping.”
“I’m sure you would have managed without me.” Beckett reaches for Cami and slips his arm around her. “I’m going to get these two to bed, but if you need anything, help with Chase, let us know.”
“Thank you, I’m sure we’ll be fine. Hopefully he’ll sleep until morning.”
“He should. Although, I’m not sure he drank all that much. Everyone kept handing him a drink to toast his series winning goal, but I never saw him actually finish one of them.”
“Hmm…” I glance over at the room Beckett put Chase in. My room. I guess we’re switching. “Hopefully he won’t be too hungover tomorrow then.”
“Buzz when he’s awake. I want to do a quick interview with him,” Cami says.
“I’ll ask him.”
