Page 30 of The Pucking Wrong Rookie
I preened at that revelation.
Me: Really?
Ari: I just scoffed out loud. Blake just gave me the look. The idea that you could be the stuff of nightmares is hilarious.
I frowned.
Me: I can be scary! And I definitely got under his skin. Did you see his face? I was in his head.
Lincoln: You are also inches away from being out of the lineup for Game 2.
Well, yes, that was unfortunate.
Ari: Is this a “just the tip” joke?
Ari: Honestly, I don’t know what’s worse—your unhinged behavior or the fact that you didn’t even get the girl.
Me: It’s early, my dude. The good ones always take more than one try.
Camden: Did you just call him, “my dude”?
Walker: Disappointed in you, Rookie. Very un-circle of trust like behavior.
Me: …
They were almost making me feel bad.Almostbeing the operative word. While I didn’t want to let down the team, the feel of her lips…
I’d gotten off three times today just remembering them.
Better not tell them that, though.
Me: No more grand gestures. Noted.
Camden: I think, and correct me if I’m wrong, gentlemen, that we’re saying get a better grand gesture. One that doesn’t leave us a man down for a majority of the game.
Ari: Or Geraldine’s dogs. I would like those wild beasts kept out of all future grand gestures.
Lincoln: It wasn’t that bad.
I raised an eyebrow.
Ari: I almost died, Golden Boy! I could have frozen to death.
Camden: Would that have been before or after you lost your big toe?
Ari: I feel like you’re mocking me right now. And I don’t appreciate that since you owe me for the rest of your life.
Me: Which is significantly less than the rest of us.
I gave myself a mental high five. I always liked when I could get a good grandpa joke in on Camden.
Walker: That was a good one, Rookie.
Ari: You still aren’t forgiven.
I scoffed.
Me: Can I remind you all of the sacrifice I made that night! I stood there posing in my briefs, in her living room, for hours.
