Page 25 of Love Puck


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The nights were a whole different animal.

While I was asleep, my mind went to all the places I wouldn’t allow it to go during the day.

It was a beautiful torture.

Me at Jillian’s place. The two of us hanging out, killing zombies. And then one thing leads to the next—and we end up taking a—break. No one took a—break—like Jillian.

No one.

She was the absolute best. By far.

Then I’d dream of us skiing on the mountains near my cabin. Just us.

Then we’d be in the cabin. In my bed.

Keeping each other warm.

Those were the cruelest dreams.

I loved my cabin.

And I’d never forget the time Jillian had spent there with me.

But seeing her there—in the place I loved the most in the world—hurt so much worse when I woke up and real life caught up with me.

Jillian would never be at my cabin.

Ever again.

We’d never ski on my mountains.

Or sit around my firepit while we played our guitars and sang.

She’d never be in my bed. And I’d never hold her all night long.

Every night before I went to sleep, I prayed that I wouldn’t dream about her. I begged God and the universe to stop punishing me for whatever it was punishing me for. Because these nightly dreams were a brutal assault on my mind.

And my heart.

Marco and Christina flashed onto the screen, taking me out of my current misery.

“Well, what a difference a week can make,” Marco said with a huge, movie star grin. He looked over at Christina. “Our men certainly pulled up their socks.” The audience clapped and hooted loudly.

And it felt real fucking good.

“Yeah, that’s right,” Trey said while giving the guys around him high-fives.

“Welcome back, everyone. And let’s not forget about my wonderful co-host, Christina LaBrecque.” The audience clapped as the camera panned the crowd.

“Thanks, Marco. I’m happy to be back for another show. And yes, you’re right about our men—they certainly got their game on this week. It was an absolute joy to watch them out there.”

For the next several minutes, they showed clips from the three games we played.

And won.

It was pretty great for our team to finally be shown in a positive light. I could feel the pride in my teammates surrounding me.

The next part of the show focused on the women’s team. They’ve been sweeping nearly all of their games. Predictions already had them winning the cup again this year. They certainly deserved it. Their team played like a well-oiled machine. I loved watching their games.

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