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Travis snuck into the living room. “Mom? Are you okay?”
“What? Yeah. Hey. I’m watching a game. What’s wrong?”
“I heard you yell,” Travis said. “Wasn’t sure…”
“Oh, I’m fine,” I said. “I’m watching a hockey game. Look, Henry is playing. That’s kind of neat, isn’t it? He was just here a few days ago. Now he’s on TV.”
Travis did not seem as impressed as me.
I shrugged my shoulders.
His eyes moved to the TV for about three seconds.
He turned away. “Football is better.”
With my son gone from the living room, I went back to eye fucking hockey-hottie Henry through the TV.
Chapter Nineteen
HENRY
I went punch for punch with Marty Dulonge.
His fist felt like someone smashing a brick off my face.
No way in hell I was going to hit the ice first.
Not with a sellout arena screaming for me. Not with the public address announcer sounding a boxing fighting bell over and over.
It was a damn good fight.
A fair one too.
We were perfectly matched for one another.
Marty had been up my ass the whole game, trying to get into my head.
As much as I hated to admit it, it wasn’t hard to do that these days.
I was distracted, annoyed, and slightly heartbroken.
Marty was now my target.
One more good punch to his jaw and Marty lost his balance and down we went. Me landing on top of him, winning the fight.
“Fuck your mother,” Marty growled at me.
“I’ll fuck yours first. Then marry her. Then make you my stepson.”
Hockey talk sometimes came across really stupid and childish. All that testosterone pumping at once.
That was the highlight of the game for me.
A rare fight by Henry.
I waved to the fans and took my five-minute major in the locker room since there was only a few minutes left in the period.
After the game, I was dubbed player of the game by Seb.
