Page 174 of Loving Ladybug: Part One
Oh, I couldn’t wait for Clark and Tenzin to see me in this dress.
Chapter Fifty-Seven
Gwen
Humpy skated across the ice with the puck, then smacked it right at me as I crouched in the net. Nothing like a Friday afternoon practice to get out the aggression of the week.
I stopped the shot with ease, then tossed the puck at him. “Comeon,is that as hard as you can go?”
“That’s what she said.” Bonnie laughed. Half the forwards were taking turns whacking pucks at me, while the other half were down at the other end with our other goalie and our assistant coach. Coach Hirata worked with defense in the center.
NYIT had theirownice rink, which was used for hockey, skate smash, figure skating, speed skating, and the ice cheer squad. They also had community skate time and fun nights, not unlike warehouse skate at the training center.
“Suck my dick, Di Rossi,” Humpy said, taking another go at the net.
While I wasn’t much of a trash talker during games, busting my teammates’ balls during practice was one of my favorite pastimes.
This time he hit harder, but nothing compared to Grif Graf. It also didn’t make it in the net.
“Kiss your boyfriend with that mouth?” I teased. His boyfriend was one of the hockey cheerleaders.
“Just my girlfriend.” Humpy smacked another one at me. His girlfriend was team captain.
I caught it again. “Maze, your boyfriend is hitting on me,” I mock-tattled.
“I know. It was my idea. My turn. I bet I can sink it in the net.” Maze grinned. “I can be a better alpha than him.” Her eyebrows waggled as she half-sang the words, which were from a popular song.
“Show me.” I made acome at megesture at our team captain.
Maze skated right toward me with the puck. Fierce and powerful, she had barreled into more than one goalie last season. The Bay Sharks had drafted her and she was the best forward on our team. As expected, she smacked it right into the net.
I ate ice trying to catch it.
Mine.
“Now that is how it’s done,” I praised, getting up off the ice. “Do it again, butharder.”
“That’s what she said,” Bonnie giggled.
“You wish.” Maze laughed at Bonnie.
“Mmmm, so do I.” Humpy tried to pinch his girlfriend’s ass, and she hit him with her stick.
Coach looked over at us and narrowed her eyes. Yep, the hockey team for one of the oldest and most prestigious universities in the country was super mature.
“I spent the summer practicing with some of the Knights. They hithard.Catching Grif Graf’s shots is like wrangling a freight train. Also, Carlos’ shots punch fast,” I told them.
Maze took a few more shots. Most of which I caught, but she brought on the force.
“So much better,” I told her.
“My turn,” Bonnie said, coming at me with the puck. “So, um, you’re dating Carlos Rodriguez? It was fun when he, Clark, and Dimitri came out with us.”
I laughed as I caught it. “Um,no. He’s still hung up on his ex and I’m not his type.” Which was svelte and full of trouble.
Like the kind that ended up with me doing him a solid by keeping a snake in my shower for a week.
“Harder, Bonnie. I barely felt it,” I yelled.
