Page 156 of Waiting Game

“We’ll bring it home for you,bébé. With or without him.”

“You better.” She nuzzles her head against his chest in a gesture that makes my heart ache with how raw and real it is. “I intend to break those glass ceilings Cole won’t stop talking about.”

Because I know she means it, I murmur, “We will, G.”

She looks at me. “Iknowyou will.”

I shiver. “That sounded like a threat, little bit.”

“Iamyour pierogi dealer.”

Her doubling down on the threat has me staring at her with big, wide puppy-dog eyes. Still, I have to point out, “Not much of a pierogi dealer when this is only the second time you made them for me since I became a Star.”

When she throws a frozen one at me, I catch it and wink at her.

Korhonen: I wondered when you fuckers were going to let me into this chat

Korhonen: I’m officially labeling this ‘Stars. Huddle. In. Text’ BTW.

Lewis: We didn’t know you were worthy of being included in the conversation

Lewis: But you just confirmed it lol

Donnghal: More like you forgot to add him

Gagné: After I prompted you TEN times, Lewis

Gagné: AFTER it took you almost the whole of last season to make it

Donnghal: Maybe we need a new keeper of the text chat lol

Lewis: Hey!

Greco: What the fuck was that last night?

Donnghal: Which part?

Greco: The part where you and the GM had some kind of silent conversation and suddenly, you’re running HER plays?

Donnghal: You got a problem with winning, douche? Anyway, it was something I came up with recently.

Greco: I wanna know what the fuck’s going on.

Lewis: We won. Does it matter?

Greco: Of course it matters. How the hell are we supposed to keep on winning if we’re not running the playbook?

McIsaac: I don’t see why it matters.

Greco: Because you’re all being shortsighted.

Greco: Look, I hate Bradley as much as you dipshits do.

Greco: If mutiny is the aim of the game, then I’m down for that, but we need to be on the same page.

Korhonen: IS mutiny the aim of the game, Liam?

Donnghal: You said it yourself—Bradley isn’t liked.

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