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“What's so special about him?” Wasn't I her favorite to photograph? Why am I even asking that question?
At this, she leans back to look at me with a blank expression. “He's the captain.” A blush takes over her cheeks before she even finishes. “He would be perfect for it.” Well, then. “I've got enough, I think. Plus, that guy is looking impatient.”
I look over my shoulder at the guy waiting to finish his job. Without a word, I set her back down on the ice, take her hand, and lead her back off. Her voice is so low that I almost think I'm hearing things.
“I think I like you sweaty.”
“Do you want a picture?”
“No.” We step off the ice, and I turn to face her. “Thank you, again. I'm sorry that y'all lost tonight.”
“You're welcome, and it's no big deal. Losing is part of the game.” I grin and add, “I should probably go finish changing, so I can shower and stop being so sweaty.” I smile wider when Lucy gives me a small one in return with a blush.
“Please, go do that. I'll catch you later, Grant. I have pictures I need to edit.”
My stomach grumbles. “Hey, do you want to grab something to eat with me?”
“I'm not really hungry, but if you don't mind running me by my dorm for my laptop, I'll go with and do my edits while you eat.”
“Great. You can wait in here while I shower, if you want. I'm the only one left, so it'll be fine.”
She follows me into the locker room and takes a seat on the bench near my locker. I remove my skates as she pulls out her phone to text someone. I almost want to tease her that she's probably texting Patrick to let him know, but I don't. A few minutes later, I'm heading to the showers for a quick wash.
When I return, fully dressed, Lucy has her head down, most likely flipping through some of the shots she took tonight.
“Ready?”
She looks up with a smile and stands. I grab a few of my things before we head out. Not much is said as we run by campus for her laptop and then drive to a fast food place. Lucy goes on to grab a table while I order. Her eyes are trained on her computer screen when I take a seat.
“Did you get some good shots?” I question.
“Yeah, I guess.”
“You guess?” I raise my eyebrows at her.
Lucy sighs and talks while I eat. “I kind of feel bad that my photos are actually really good because y'all lost. It almost makes me want them to be terrible.”
“That good, huh?” She turns her laptop around to show me how good they are. And I mean, they are fucking fantastic. “Wow, Lucy. What sport are you wanting do once you graduate?”
“I'm not sure anymore. I enjoy baseball, but I was set on football because of my brothers and I did like it more. But now...” She stops like she's thinking it through.
“You like hockey that much or you don't like any of them anymore and you want to try a new sport?”
Lucy looks up at me from her laptop. “I like hockey that much.” A grin quickly appears on my face. Before I can add anything, Lucy continues, “There's something about it that football and baseball don't have. It's highly physical, but somehow almost graceful. I might not understand most of it, but I'm still drawn to it more than the others.” I nod, understanding what she means. “What do you want to do after college, Grant?”
I clear my throat before answering, “I want to be a history teacher.”
She doesn't even look surprised. “That makes sense. You were reading a historical fiction book that day in the library, right?”
“Yeah, I was. I've always loved history, so I think being a teacher would be a good fit for me.”
“Hey, Luce,” Jonathan says as he walks up to our table, a girl on his arm. He sends a subtle glare my way. “Grant.” Hey, at least he acknowledges me before focusing on Lucy again. “Surprised to find you here.”
“You're always surprised, Jon,” she laughs. Lucy turns her attention to the girl. “Hey, how are you? I haven't seen you in a while.”
“Pretty good,” the girl answers. “We'll have to get together sometime for a girl's night out or something.”
“Yeah, sure.” Lucy nods.
