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“You can’t dance for shit,” Goran says. “No American can.”
“Yeah, because Swedes are so well known for their dancing skills,” Carter says, rolling his eyes. “Actually, what are you famous for?”
“Having the best center halves in hockey,” Goran says. “Naturally.” He tips his head to the side. “And of course we can dance. Have you heard of ABBA?”
“No, but I think my Grandma has,” Carter says. “Okay, you and me at the club. Dance off.”
I look over at Eli again. This time he’s talking to Max, the first goalkeeper and still not looking at me.
“You’re on,” Goran says. “Mackenzie can choose the winner.”
I bring my attention back to them. “Oh no, I’m not coming out. I’m gonna head home.”
“Of course you’re coming,” Goran says, taking my hand. “Eli, tell her she’s coming with us.”
Eli turns and finally looks at me. But his expression is painfully blank. “What?”
“Mackenzie is coming with us to the club.”
“No, I’m…”
“Okay,” Eli says, shrugging as if he couldn’t care less.
And now I’m the one who’s annoyed. Because yes, I should have hugged him. But there’s no need for him to ignore me like this.
Especially since I hate the taste of my own medicine.
“Sure,” I say to Goran. “I’ll come with you. I love dancing.”
Eli’s expression flickers then turns back to neutral.
It’s actually true. I have rhythm when I’m not on the ice. When I was in college, going to clubs was my way of winding down. And it’ll be funny to watch Carter and Goran trying to one up each other on the dance floor.
But I’m also aware that Eli now looks more annoyed than ever.
“Great. You can catch a cab with me,” Goran tells me, looking happy. Then he grabs Carter’s hand and tries to dance with him.
It’s another hour before we’re outside. The guys have all showered and changed, and most of the supporters have gone home, though there’s a small crowd that cheers as the guys walk outside. Eli hasn’t said a word to me yet. He’s scowling at his phone and it’s only when my own vibrates in my pocket that I realize he’s messaging me.
You’re NOT dancing with Goran. – Eli
I was going to apologize to you, you ass. But now he’s annoying me and I don’t want to.
I’ll dance with whomever I want. – Mackenzie
I give myself extra points for being grammatically correct. That M is working overtime.
Anybody but me, right? – Eli
I stare at the words. There’s hurt there. And I hate it because I know why he’s hurting. I treated him differently. Worse. When I should have treated him better.
I want to dance with you. – Mackenzie
I don’t dance. – Eli
I lift a brow and look over at him. He’s still ignoring me, physically at least. The big baby. He’s still hot though.
Then I’ll dance for you. All night. – Mackenzie
