My Hockey Alpha
she murmured, punctuating the last word with a lingering kiss.
Tears burned in my own eyes as I watched them, a wave of pure happiness for my friends washing over me. I was happy for them, truly.
When they finally pulled apart, tears in their eyes, Jessica let out a laugh.
“I hate it, though,” she mused.
Lori chuckled. “And I hate mine. But I’m glad we got to see each other.”
With a collective sigh of relief, the two of them kissed again, then pulled each other into a tight hug across the sea of skirts between them. I watched, leaning against the wall with my arms folded across my chest until it felt as if an eternity had passed.