As for Jasper, I heard through the book club grapevine that he keeps getting on the apps, and getting shut down once women learn who he is—the guy who cheated on his girlfriend in front of her dog.
It’s the kiss of death, it seems.
Good.
I’m just glad he never came around again, and I haven’t seen him once at a game.
Well, I have excellent seats at both arenas. Perks of being a double WAG.
* * *
Later, when the game ends, I wait in the corridor for my boyfriends, watching as they stride down the hall in their suits to take me out for a VIP night on the town. These two have been the best part of the past year. I don’t see them every day or even every night, and coordinating two hockey schedules with my own is like a game of Jenga. But it’s worth it. When we’re together we make the best of it, playing poker with Ryker’s grandmother, having lunches with their moms, visiting my family for the holidays, where my mom finally got to sayThis is my daughter Trina and her two boyfriends.
I’m pretty sure every one of my extended family looked at us thinkingat the same time?
But no one said it.
Now, it’s only me and my guys tonight, just the way I like it. “Want to play pool?”
Ryker groans. “So you can crush us?”
“Exactly,” I say.
Chase shakes his head, sighing deeply. “Never should have taught you. Now you’re way better than we are.”
They carried through on their first night promise and taught me the game. They even bought me a pool table for Christmas so I could work on my skills.
Though mostly, I think they got it for, ahem,other reasons.
“C’mon hockey guys, take me on.”
And they do. They take me on at our home that night on the pool table.
We don’t talk about who won or lost the hockey game.
Because, really, we all won.
THE END