Page 134 of Hooking a Hottie


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“You guys are hilarious,” Jago said. “Just fucking hilarious.”

Jago lifted a makeshift blindfold up to his face and tied it behind his head.

This was their grand idea.

Atlas was the one who arranged the team meeting and skate.

Truth be told, we were on a three-game losing streak and none of us liked it. We were all sick of hearing about the SOLA Empire existing in some kind of rebuilding mode that was going to last forever.

We practiced hard.

Now we were blowing off some extra steam. In a stupid way.

Jago put on his goalie mask and found his way to the net. I shook my head, realizing this was actually going to happen.

Seb used his stick to reach for a random puck.

“Okay, Jago,” he said. “I’m going to skate in and take a shot. Nothing from back here. Deal?”

“I don’t care,” Jago said. “You’re not getting by me.”

I looked over at Joe.

Big. Mean. Grumpy. Asshole.

He stood there, smiling like a kid. Knowing this was a stupid idea.

Or maybe it was love that calmed Joe down.

And there it is again, Henry. Back to that damn word. Love. The word that’s been in your head since…

“Here we go,” Seb called out. “Someone should record this. For proof.”

“Proof of how amazing I am,” Jago called out. Then he smacked his goalie stick on the ice, over and over. “Let’s go!”

Seb began to skate forward. Puck in front of him, in complete control.

Jago crouched a little and wiggled his ass, moving with the instinctual protection that only a goalie would properly offer.

Without Jago having sight, Seb knew what to do to attempt to fake out the goalie. That meant a lot of stick smacking on the ice, trying to confuse Jago. Except Jago was dialed right in. He knew where the puck was at all times. Which meant Seb had to make a move…

Seb moved to his right and in one swift motion, he dug his skates into the ice, stopped, fed the puck to his left, and took the shot.

Jago was nowhere near the puck.

The rest of us let out an oohhh sound.

The puck then hit the bar with a light ting sound and came back to Seb.

We all screamed a louder oohhh.

Seb took a second shot and the puck went into the back of the net with ease.

“Told you!” Seb cried out.

Jago threw his stick to the ice, along with his goalie mask and the blindfold.

“Hell no,” he said, pointing at Seb. “You got one shot and you missed!”

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