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“I think he’s psyching himself out,” I muse.
“How do you mean?” Hemi asks.
“He’s stressed about Hollis being back this season. Obviously, he’s glad he recovered from the injury, but last season he had a lot of ice time. With Hollis back, he’s worried about his stats. Plus, his contract is up for renewal at the end of the season. He’s up in his head about it.”
He’s been taking out all that stress and frustration on my vagina the past few days, since we made our sex pact. Not that I’ve minded. He’s been less of a dick lately, and it’s been nice.
“For someone who can’t stand Tristan, you sure know a lot about his emotional state.” Hemi side-eyes me.
“I live with him, in a loft with no walls or door. It’s hard not to overhear conversations.” Plus, I’ve become the resident meal prepper since I moved in, so I’m always around when Flip and Tristan are talking game strategy.
“Right, yeah.” Hemi nods. “How’s the apartment hunting?”
“Okay. I’m hoping I’ll find something for October first. I got a signing bonus. It’s not much, but it’s enough if I find the right place.”
So far every time I think I’ve found a place, Tristan will mention the shitty neighborhood. But it would be nice not to worry about falling in the toilet in the middle of the night. A room with a door would also be lovely.
“I might be looking for an apartment soon,” Hammer says.
“Your dad’s pretty cool, though, isn’t he?” Hemi asks.
“He is, but I was living off-campus in an apartment before. Interning for his team and living with him is an adjustment. I don’t think it’s the best long-term plan.”
“I can’t wait to move out,” Tally says. “I love my parents, but they’re totally trying to get me to live at home for university. Isn’t half the point figuring out how to survive on ramen and French fries?”
“That’s accurate. Where have you applied?” I ask.
“Mostly in Toronto, which I guess is kind of shooting myself in the live-away-from-home foot. I’m not sure about residence, but an apartment off-campus would be good. I’m making a pros-and-cons presentation so I can argue my case effectively.”
“Let us know if you want help with that,” I offer.
“Seriously?” Tally’s eyes light up. She’s freaking adorable. If I had a younger sister, I’d want her to be exactly like Tally.
“Yeah. For sure. Let’s plan a get-together at my place later this week,” Hemi offers. “We can help you go over it.”
“Okay. Thanks!”
I love that I have this new group of unlikely friends. I wonder if that will change when I move into my own place. I’ve been eating lunch with some of my colleagues at work, but the two women closest to my age have long-term boyfriends. One takes the train in from Ajax, and the other lives with her boyfriend, so I don’t know how much hanging out we’ll do outside of work.
Hollis scores in the second period, and Flip scores again in the third. Tristan gets two back-to-back penalties, one for tripping and the other for interference. He freaks out on the refs and throws himself into the box, clearly unhappy.
I have to be up early for work, so I skip drinks with the girls after the game and hop on the subway home.
I have a new text from Rob.
Rob
Hey! Left a VM a few days ago but didn’t hear back. Hope all is good. Would like to talk when you have a chance.
It was sent during the game. It’s been days since he left the voicemail, which I forgot to listen to.
Rix
Sry. Been busy. On the way home from the game. What’s up?
This is a good distraction from thinking about what bar the team will end up at tonight.
The humping dots appear and disappear a few times before a message finally comes through.
Rob
So…I started seeing someone. It’s pretty new, but I figured it’d be better to tell you than you seeing it on my socials.
I want to send him a bunch of middle fingers in response. He was the one sending I-miss-you messages a couple of weeks ago. He was the one who broke up with me. My heart wasn’t completely obliterated, but it sure stung. Tristan might be a dick, but at least I know what I’m getting with him.
I send a thumbs-up in reply and then silence his message alerts, because fuck that and fuck him.
By the time I get home, the pit in my stomach feels like a giant crater. My sex pact with Tristan did not include exclusivity. So it’s very possible he’ll hook up with someone else tonight. Nausea rolls through me at the prospect that he might bring someone back here. Yeah. I need my own place. The orgasms are great, but I can’t handle the humiliation of having to listen to him fuck another woman in the bedroom under me.
