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“Umm, thanks Carter.” He takes a deep breath and I have an idea of what he’s going to say.
“Okay, so I need to share something with you. Carter tried to convince me to tell you earlier, but I was afraid of how you would react or that you would treat me differently.”
“Shit, are you dying, man?” Barton calls out, and I want to laugh.
“No, not dying. I don’t know any other way to do this but rip the cord. I’m bisexual and I’m in love with Blake. We started dating over Christmas break, and instead of coming out with the truth, I asked him to hide it and pretend we weren’t together.” Chase turns toward Blake. “It was stupid and I’m sorry I hurt you.”
Blake just sits there, his head down, so I have no clue how he’s taking this. The rest of the guys congratulate him on coming out and that some of them already had a clue.
Chase looks a tad bit lighter, finally having this off his chest and being out. But his eyes haven’t left Blake and his lack of response.
“Okay guys, get out there and start warming up.” They all grab their helmets and sticks and head out of the locker room.
Once everyone is gone, I speak. “Chase, I’m proud of you. Even if those fuckers had said something, I would have supported you. Now and always. You’re my brother and I love you.”
“Blake,” Chase speaks. I can hear the desperation in his voice and I’m torn between leaving and staying.
Blake stands, picking up his helmet and stick, and looks right at Chase.
“I’m glad you finally told everyone. But it’s a little too late. You could have done this as soon as we got back instead of trying to make me your dirty little secret. I love you Chase and would have moved mountains for you, but you can’t say the same. Can you?”
Blake moves past us, leaving Chase standing in shock.
Blake hesitates at the door before looking back at us. He shakes his head and leaves the locker room.
Chase and I follow after and I’m stunned to see the entire team standing just outside the door, Blake behind them.
“What the hell guys, weren’t we supposed to be warming up?” I ask loudly over the music playing.
Speaking of, since when do we play music?
“Coach has some people on the ice,” one of the guys says.
“Yeah, a fucking stone-cold fox. I’d love to have her riding my cock,” another says.
Chase, Blake and I push through the crowd and it’s only when I get to the front of the team that I get a view of the ice. My heart drops down into my stomach.
There on the ice is Ginny. Our Ginny.
“Good job, guys. Practice is over. I’ll see you at home,” Coach calls out and the three of us look at each other, confused.
“Okay, Dad,” Ginny says as she skates over to the exit.
What the fuck? Dad?
Her eyes meet ours and her face goes white.
“Chase, Blake, Carter. What are you doing here?” she asks in shock as the guy skates up behind her and puts his arm around her waist.
“We were wondering the same thing about you?” Blake barks out.
She’s here, and our coach is her dad! Holy hell!
