Page 125 of Waiting Game

I squint at Liam. “Don’t bullshit me. You’re not even going.”

He smirks. “I don’t have to. Gagné is.”

“Yeah, I noticed you got him managing your captain duties off the ice.”

“He likes it.”

“I’m sure he does.” I turn away from my phone and look at the defenseman. “He favoring his left side?”

“Got slashed during the game.” Liam elbows me. “Come on. Why did you say no? You used to be a party animal.”

“I still am,” I argue.

“Bullshit. Kow already told me that you wouldn’t go to a strip club when you saw him this summer.”

“A man’s allowed to change.”

“A man only changes if he gets with someone?—”

“That’s kinda sexist.”

Liam hoots. “It is if it’s not true. You forget how well I know you.”

I grace him with another sniff. “Not as well as I know you. I’ll go to the party if you do.”

That’s when his eyes narrow. “Maybe some other time.”

My look is enigmatic. “Likewise.”

“You got some kind of showdown going on here?” Lewis asks, wading into the conversation as he plunks his ass in his stall beside us to yank on some socks all while whistling the theme song toThe Good, The Bad, The Ugly.“Do I need to be far away from the blast?”

“No blast,” Liam excuses as he drags on some jeans. “Just a conversation. Between friends. Who know too much about each other.”

My lips curve at the backhanded warning so I show him what I was doing in the whirlpool.

He rolls his eyes. “Only you, Cole.”

Lewis peers around him. “What is it? Porn?”

“Ladyporn,” I preen. “But we shouldn’t call it that. This is modern-day Austen, ya hear me?”

He doesn’t.

“Lady what now?”

“Cole’s a massive reader,” Liam mutters, sounding put-upon.

“I’m a massive something,” I retort as I drop my phone into my messenger bag and get dressed in earnest—I got places to be.

And finally, Mia might let me inside that sweet snatch of hers.

It’s been ten days since our first date at the bakery, and every time, we sneakily get off which is hot as hell, but fuck if I don’t want to slide into that gorgeous pussy.

What with the dates and the cam-girl sessions, my dick hasn’t been handled this much since I was Callan’s age.

“What’s lady porn though?” Lewis wags his eyebrows. “I think I need to get into this.”

“There’s a world of endless possibilities on Kindle, bro.”

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