Page 81 of Waiting For Fate

You sure you don’t want to just quit your job so you can make it to all of my games?

Dove

Why do I feel like you’re serious?

Me

Why would I joke about that?

Dove

Sawyer!!

Me

Catch you later, Dove

Dove

You better

“That’s what I’m talking about! Let’s fucking go!” I can’t contain the adrenaline running through me any longer when Matty slaps the tie-breaking shot into the net right before time runs out. We all tackle him and celebrate yet another win making it an undefeated season for the Badgers so far.

Just as I’m walking back to my locker from the showers, I hear my phone go off, smiling when I see the photo of Leah and I lighting up the screen.

Dove

What an assist.

Me

Were you able to watch?

Dove

Sure was!

Me

They let you watch a game during a parent-teacher conference?

Dove

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No way.

I click on her contact and put the phone to my ear. It only rings once before her voice fills the line.

“Hey there hockey star.”

“See, that sounds so much nicer coming from you than when Tucker says it.” I smile when I hear her laughing. “You’re here?”

“I am. Our meetings ended a little earlier than expected so I ran home and changed and then came straight here.” That gives me an idea.

“What are you wearing?” The guys start hooting and hollering, acting like complete idiots—the way men do in locker rooms.

“How scandalous of you to ask,” she teases. “Why don’t you come find out.”

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