Page 146 of Lucky Bounce: Game On: Part Two

"Of course," he said. "What do you want? Champagne?"

"That works."

"I can't drink," Holly said, making a face. "It messes up my MG medication and can make the Myasthenia worse."

"That's okay. We'll fill it with whatever you want," he assured her. "West's over there now rinsing it out." He nodded toward the goalie. "Figured we wanted to hose it off a little after the kiddos were taking their turns drinking from it. Apparently Briar's just getting over a cold."

"Good idea to clean it off."

Eli held out his hand. "Come on. You deserve to celebrate, too."

He helped her off the lounge and led her over to where West stood with the Cup.

"Hey, ball buster," West teased. "Ready for a drink?"

"As long as you cleared all the kid cooties off of it," she told him. He really wasn't a bad guy. He wrapped his arm around Penn, and she smiled up at him.

"It's cootie-free, I promise."

Eli pointed to the bucket of soda cans. "What kind do you want, Wilkes?"

"Um, ginger ale. That at least looks like alcohol." She'd had some earlier, though it hadn't helped her nausea much.

He dumped the soda into the Cup, and even with her queasy stomach, she couldn't help but be excited. Who would have ever thought she'd get to drink out of the most coveted trophy in hockey?

"I can't believe this," she murmured. "Penn, take a picture, okay?"

"Absolutely." Her friend held her phone up. "I'll send it to you right after."

Eli grinned. "Ready?"

"Yes."

He held up the Cup, and she drank greedily. Somehow, she ended up getting more of the drink on her face than anything else.

She laughed, stepping back as Penn handed her a paper napkin from a nearby table. "Okay, now I need a shower."

"Nah, just a dip in the pool," Eli teased. "Penn, are you ready? Champagne?"

"Heck yes!"

West held the Cup for Penn as Eli dumped champagne into it, and Holly took a few photos.

"That was awesome!" Penn wiped her face with the back of her hand. "I still can't believe this is happening."

"It was pretty cool. I'm going to run in the house and use the bathroom," Holly told her. "I'll be back in a bit."

"See you soon."

She ran into Nic on the way into the house. Ugh, this indigestion was kicking her ass. "Where's the closest bathroom?"

"Right around the corner," Nic said, studying her. "Holly, are you okay?"

She forced a smile. "I'm good."

Once inside, she did her business and splashed some cold water on her face. They'd be serving up food soon, but no way could she eat. Her stomach was too miserable.

A soft knock sounded on the door. "Holly?"

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