Page 78 of What If I See You

We’re totally flirting.

And I don’t hate it one bit.

Corri and Scarlett say goodbye to Bodhi and Oliver and then Corrigan hooks arms with me on our way out of the locker room.

“What in theOutlander-season-one-episode-seven was that just now?”

A short laugh bursts from my mouth. I love how much she lovesOutlander, but she may be a little obsessed. “What?”

“You know what!” She smirks. “You guys looked like you were standing naked in front of each other admiring each other’s bodies.”

I shrug a shoulder and grin a little too much before I say to her, “So what if we were?”

Scarlett giggles and loops her arm with Corrigan’s other arm. “Corri, I’m willing to bet all my husband’s money that Griffin Ollenberg won’t be sleeping on the couch tonight.”

Anaheim is downby two at the start of the third period and it’s not because the guys are playing like shit. Both teams have been intense since the start, which has made for quite a fun game. Griffin took a few checks to the glass that made me jump out of my seat each time, but he recovered quickly and kept playing.

How they do that, I’ll never know.

Griffin’s down low in Boulder territory when August gets control of the puck and passes to him. He shoots the puck off his stick toward Harrison but it’s blocked by Boulder. Oliver battles on the inside and then the puck is loose. Boulder sprints for it but it’s still loose when August takes control again and shoots it toward Griffin who circles around the net and takes a shot.

“Dammit!”

Blocked again.

“Come on Griffin!” I shout through my cupped hands hoping he can hear me but knowing the chance is low.

The puck banks off the net and Griffin passes to Oliver who sweeps it to Harrison and then it’s back to Griffin again. He crosses back in front of the net this time, pivots his foot, and shoots the puck right between the goalie’s legs and scores.

I lift my arms over my head and jump up and down cheering in excitement as I shout, “Yes! That’s my husband! Way to go Griffin!”

How does he make it look so damn easy?

We watch as the guys surround him for a quick hug and a helmet tap and when he’s free from his brothers on the ice, he turns and looks directly to where I’m sitting, lifts his hand, and points at me as he skates away.

“Aww.” Corrigan brings her hand to her chest. “Oh, my God he just acknowledged you, Layken!”

As cocky as can be, I bob my head and smile as I say, “Well, I am his wife after all.”

Scarlett laughs. “Listen to this girl. Not even married a month and she already knows how to play the game.”

“Speaking of weddings…” I turn to Scarlett who is sipping her beer. “When the hell are you and Oliver getting married? Haven’t you been together a few years now?”

She nods. “Yep.”

“Okay…and? Do you need lessons on how to have a shot-gun wedding? ‘Cause I got you girl if that’s the case.”

“Hell no,” she says, shaking her head. “Our wedding will be an extravagant and over the top affair after the season is over because I want my new husband and his extraordinary bedroom skills all to myself for a solid few weeks before he has to get back to the ice.”

“That’s fair.” I nod. “You guys both deserve it for sure.”

The final period begins with another face-off, but this one Oliver loses and the puck is sent down the ice toward Barrett. Boulder’s Sanderson shoots it to Chetlikov but Griffin and Harrison are on him in an instant defending their net any way they can. Chetlikov loses possession to Ledger who sends it to August. Harrison skates to the bench to end his shift and Bodhi jumps into the action, sprinting to defend Barrett. Chetlikov gets the puck again and shoots but the puck flies behind the net. Barrett pivots to retrieve it but Boulder’s Henning is coming too fast and knocks Barrett right off his feet.

“What the fuck?” I shout, gesticulating my displeasure at their foul play.

Clearly the rest of the team feels the same way because Oliver starts a fight on the ice as Barrett slowly lifts himself back to his feet.

“Make them fucking pay Magallan!” Scarlett shouts.

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