Page 48 of The Break Out

“Solid play, Wheeler, you had that shit before he tripped you,” Collee praises before taking his place on the ice.

I’m shocked he gave me any sort of compliment. I’m sure he feels required as the captain, so I don’t take it too seriously.

We end up winning the game and the energy of the locker room is electric. Cheers about a celebration are all over.

“We’re all going out. Every one of you, call your girlfriends and wives, we’re celebrating, motherfuckers,” a forward, Jenkins, announces.

“You all have fun, you deserve it and enjoy your holiday, butyou better be ready for practice first thing Saturday morning,” Collee tells everyone.

“No fucking way, Cap, you’re coming out,” Jenkins calls.

“I have a girl with a baby at home, you all enjoy.”

“Whatever, Chandler will understand, just for a little,” Jenkins tries.

“Yeah, come on,” Jones joins in.

Collee glances at McQuaid and Dumont. McQuaid nods because I can tell he wants to join the guys. Dumont looks as unsure and is already on his phone, probably already asking for permission to take his balls for a walk.

I get in the shower before I hear the rest of the convincing. After I’m done, while drying my hair with a towel, I text Brynn.

Colton: You’re coming out with the guys, Baby Collee, to celebrate our win. Then, you’re paying up on your part of the deal.

Baby Collee: Are you nuts? Is my brother going?

Colton: Doesn’t matter. You’re going to do what I say. We had a deal.

Baby Collee: I hate you.

So she says.

Keepingmy distance from the rest of the team, I go right up to the bar to get a drink and watch for Brynn. She never said she would come, but I know she will. My eyes find her brother who’s watching over a couple of the guys who’re already acting a little rowdy and looking like he’s going to scold them.

Rolling my eyes, I turn back to the bar to get my drink.

“No hurricane shot again?” A familiar voice asks from next to me.

I smirk, turning toward the source. “You offering, Princess?”

“To throw a drink in your face and slap you? Gladly.”

Leaning down to her ear, “You can slap me again when I’m buried deep inside you later. I like it rough.”

Her breath hitches as I pull back and see her scowl. I know she doesn’t mean it.

“I don’t know why you wanted me to come here, this isn’t very secret when your entire team is here.”

“Or is it? You came here because of your brother, not me.” I smile.

“Hm, good point.” She turns her back to the bar, resting her elbows on it and looking out. “You know, you have a lot of hot teammates that I could go home with if I wanted.”

“Fuck that, you don’t sleep with hockey players,” I snap.

Her eyebrows shoot up as she looks at me. “I don’t? Great, then I’ll have my bed all to myself tonight.”

She starts to walk away, but I grab her waist, turning her to face me, our bodies pressed together. Mine immediately reacting to hers.

“None of these other assholes get to touch you. And you will be coming home with me at the end of the night. So, flirt with whoever you want, tease whoever you want, do whatever you want, but it’ll be my name you’re screaming at the end of the night. Now, go see your brother, Baby Collee.” I turn her around and tap her on the ass which has her turning back to glare at me.

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