Contracted Girlfriend To My Hockey Mate
She’s mine, and I’m going to hold on to her like my life depends on it.
By evening, I’m on the rink, gearing up for the big showdown against the Full Moon Pack. The air is electric, the crowd roaring. My teammates are hyped, but my head’s a fucking mess.
“You good, man?” Theo asks, stretching his arms.
“Yeah, you’ve been MIA all day,” Damon adds.
“Yeah,” I say, smirking. “I was with my girlfriend. Priorities, you know?”
Theo waves his hockey stick at me, laughing. “You’re seriously whipped, dude.”