I walked off the ice and down the tunnel.
I looked back and when I saw nobody looking at me, I started to hurry.
When I opened the locker room door, I found Madison sitting in my spot, right under where my name was printed.
She had her right shoe and sock off and was rubbing her ankle.
“How bad?” I asked.
“Not bad at all,” she said. “My butt and ankle hurt but I’ll be fine. It was an accident.”
“I could kill him,” I said.
“Who?”
“Lay. That was a reckless play out there.”
“Mav, it’s fine,” Madison said. “I’m on the ice. I’m in the way.”
“You could get hurt.”
“So what if I do? Will that upset you?”
“Of course it will,” I said.
“Why?” Madison smiled. “Worried you won’t have someone to fuck then?”
I crouched down in front of her. “There are always women who want me to fuck them. So that’s never an issue.”
“That’s disgusting,” Madison said. “I hate you a little bit for saying that.”
“Are you really okay? We have medical staff here.”
“I’m fine. I’m serious. I’ll be right back out in a few minutes.”
“Okay,” I said. “Just glad you’re okay.”
Next thing I knew, I touched her face and leaned in and kissed her.
Madison quickly pushed me away. “What are you doing?”
“I…”
“We have to be careful here, Mav,” she said.
I stood up. “You’re right. We have to be careful.”
I turned and walked out of the locker room.
That’s when I found Coach waiting for me.
Arms folded, looking miserable.
“Good?” Coach asked.
“Yeah,” I said.
“Got your head on straight now?”
I nodded.
That was a total lie.
My head was far from straight.
Madison had everything twisted up.
