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“Fargo. Figure it out. $1000 for you if you do it.”
His eyes widened. “Are you shitting me?”
“No. I’m not shitting you,” I snapped, riding the edge of desperation.
“Davis—what the fuck is going on?” Coach Gretz yelled again, popping his head back in from the tunnel.
“Fargo,” I pleaded with the old man, feeling like my life fucking hung in the balance. If he didn’t say yes, I didn’t know what I was going to do. Quit the game? Fake an injury?
Fuck, I couldn’t let Ari and the others down like that.
But this moment felt like I was holding fate in my hands.
“Fine, kid. I’ll figure something out. But you’re going to owe me a thousand fucking dollars.”
I nodded, only feeling slightly better as I stomped my way into the locker room where I was most definitely going to get reamed by Gretz for taking so long.
Three minutes left in the third period and we were ahead by one, I’d kept sneaking glances at her when I could, but I hadn’t let another goal pass.
Was she impressed?
I’d lifted my mask up multiple times, trying to see if I could attract her attention. But nothing. It was like I didn’t exist outside of that one moment where she’d told me I’d fucking sucked.
Cole had noticed me looking at her and was now waggling his eyebrows every time I glanced over.
Fucking prick.
Desperation hung thick in the air as Seattle continued their offensive onslaught. They were like a wounded animal backed into a corner, and Ari and I were having to play fucking lights out to stop them.
Taylors unleashed a blistering slapshot, and I reacted instinctively. My glove shot up, snatching the puck.
Fuck. That was close.
“What a fucking king,” Ari shouted, doing a little dance on the ice. I saluted him and pretended I needed a drink…for the five hundredth time…so I could make sure she was still there.
She was fucking staring at me. She raised both hands slowly and flipped me off and I almost passed out on the ice, just from having her attention.
Because evidently I had forgotten how to interact with someone of the opposite sex, I once again blew her a fucking kiss.
Thank fuck Linc wasn’t here, and Ari wasn’t paying attention.
They would be so ashamed of my current game.
But then she blushed and averted her eyes.
And fuck…was I swooning?
The seconds ticked down and then Seattle was pulling their goalie. Ari knocked the puck loose from Taylors and sent it to Tommy.
Goal!!!!!
I shook my fist and screamed as the buzzer sounded, signaling the end of the game and a fucking victory.
A victory that would mean nothing if Dallas didn’t win.
I hesitated, feeling fucking frozen in the net as my whole team skated towards the bench to watch the rest of the Dallas game. She was standing up, she was getting ready to go…and then Fargo was there, stopping her from leaving.
Thank fuck.
