Page 69 of Body Checked & Pucked

“I said not to look!”

She basically throws herself onto her desk.

I throw myself right on top of her.

“I’ve always wanted to fuck you on your drawings,” I say.

“Get off me,” Ruby growls. “You’re on my nerves too now.”

“Too? Who else can possibly be on your nerves?”

“Who else? Mila…”

“Mila,” I whisper, then sigh.

Mila and Ruby are like… I don’t know… like Puckford hockey players and baseball players.

Well, maybe not that bad.

Ruby has a way with words… which we all know.

And Mila is just… Mila…

“What’s happening now?” I ask.

“She’s just-”

There’s a knock at the dorm room door.

“Want me to answer it naked?” I offer.

“What? No! Nobody sees that hunk of meat between your legs but me.”

I follow Ruby to the door.

It’s Mila.

Whoa. Ut-oh.

“Hey,” Mila says. “Sorry. I wanted to talk to Violet and then I remembered she’s with Mac and they’re… you know.”

“Sucks,” I call out.

Mac’s old man isn’t doing great at all.

“So I know Violet isn’t here,” Mila says. “But I was already at the door. I thought I would just knock in case you heard me.”

“You’re rambling,” Ruby says.

“I am.”

“Why?”

Mila looks right at me.

Ruby looks at me.

“What the hell did I do?” I call out.

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