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Blake nodded. “Well, technically Lincoln started it all.”
“He was spending so much money buying out every seat in first class that eventually he decided I should fly private. And only a ‘mature’ crew would do.” Monroe giggled like what she’d just said hadn’t been crazy.
Blake snorted at the expression on my face as she pulled her gorgeous blonde hair into a clip. “You do remember your goalieboyfriend, stopping play and smacking a puck into the glass…all because a guy dared to talk to you…right?”
“Our guys are kind of…a lot,” I finally said in a bemused tone.
“‘A lot’ is one way to describe them,” agreed Monroe, stuffing another cookie into her mouth.
I picked up the phone to text Walker.
Me: Sorry, there aren’t going to be any cookies left.
Walker immediately responded.
Walker: That’s okay, I know of one thing that tastes better, and I intend to eat it soon.
My pussy. He was definitely talking about my pussy.
I sat back in my seat, trying not to blush as Mabel and Edna handed us tea and we stuffed ourselves on cookies.
As I happily munched on my food and sipped my tea, there was one thing I knew for certain…“Grandma Airlines” was the best.
The plane touched down in St. Louis, and we were met with a waiting car ready to whisk us away to the arena. The three of us chatted excitedly as we drove, Blake and Monroe telling me ridiculous stories of things that Ari and Lincoln had done to win their hearts.
I still couldn’t believe what Lincoln did to get Monroe to go on a date with him. I was understanding Walker’s adoration a little bit more now. That man was a king.
While we drove I put on my Knights cap and sunglasses, although at this point I wasn’t sure how effective a disguise was. The photographers had been relentless up until a week ago, and I didn’t know if there was anyone that followed pop culture gossip that didn’t know Walker and I were together.
Arriving at the arena, we made our way through the throngs of people to our front-row seats, eager to cheer on our guys. We made our way down the aisle, and I couldn't help but notice the two imposing females already occupying the seats on either side of ours. Dressed in all black and exuding an aura of strength, they looked like they could bench press a small car without breaking a sweat.
Monroe exchanged a puzzled glance with Blake and me, because the women could have passed for twins. They seemed like they should’ve been seated together. Neither of them seemed to notice us staring at them though.
Before I could think about that little mystery, Walker skated up to us and took off one of his gloves, pressing his hand against the glass. I shyly pressed my hand in the same spot. “I love you,” he said, and I flushed even more as I stared at his gorgeous face.
“Love you too!” I called through the barrier. He winked at me and skated back to the net.
Lincoln passed by next and made a heart sign at Monroe, his gaze drifting to the imposing women seated on either side with a small grin on his face.
And Ari…Ari did not skate by. Instead, he sent an employee over to us with a sign that said “I’m obsessed with Mrs. Lancaster.”
Blake blushed and hid her face for a second before shaking her head in amusement at Ari who was grinning at her.
“They’re kind of crazy,” I mused, staring at the three hotties as they finished warmups.
Monroe glanced at me like I was the crazy one. “I don’t think there’s any ‘kind of’ about it,” she said. “Luckily, I love crazy.”
I thought about that for a second before acknowledging to myself…I kind of loved crazy too.
The game began, and I kind of felt like I was flanked by human fortresses on either side. I glanced at them from time to time, before realizing something strange.
They weren’t watching the game.
Instead, they were watching the crowd, their eyes scanning everyone with a careful intensity.
Odd.
Walker seemed much happier about my seat mate this time. He still looked at me constantly in between plays, but he seemed much more at ease than he had at the last game.
