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Two
Clint
“Wake up, you dumbass. I refuse to let you make me late for another flight.” My teammate and roommate, Hunter, flicks on my bedroom light.
“Fuck off,” I groan, lifting my pillow and tucking my head under it. “You just killed a very fun moment I was having with a hot stewardess.”
“Well, if you get your lazy ass out of bed, you might just meet a real hot stewardess in the flesh.” He kicks the foot of my bed. “Twenty minutes. Do not make me late for the fucking Winter Games.”
I yawn loudly. “Is that today?” I ask, knowing it’ll get a rise out of him to pretend I forgot.
“Are you fucking serious? Of course it’s…oh, you asshole. You knew all along, didn’t you?”
“Now that you mention it, it rings a bell. I should probably start packing, right?” I scratch my two-day old whiskers on my jaw and try to fight a smile.
Hunter, who has been packed for over a week now makes a grunting noise then walks out into the hallway muttering, “Prick.”
I chuckle to myself as I drag my ass out of bed. There’s nothing easier than upsetting a goalie. They’re all fucking nuts to begin with. Hunter’s the worst of them all. A total control freak, type-A, needs to line up his fork and knife when he sets the table, kind of guy. I, however, am the complete opposite. First off, I don’t set the table. I eat on the sofa while balancing my plate on my lap and surfing through the sports channels. Second, I play center, which means I jump in and go wherever the moment takes m
e. In my case, it’s taken me to the pros at the tender age of seventeen and now, at the ripe old age of twenty-three, it’s taking me to the Winter Games for my second attempt at a gold medal. That fucker Sydney Crosby is not going to beat me this time. Canada is going down.
When we arrive at the airport, we’re greeted by a throng of girls who have come to see us off. Hunter gives them a quick smile and a wave and keeps walking toward the security check-in, but I stop to say hello and pose for some pics. By the time I work my way through the crowd, I hear my name being called over the loud speaker, “Clint Sullivan, report to gate G-52 immediately for boarding.”
“Sorry, ladies, that’s me. Make sure you cheer loud enough so I can hear you in Korea. And meet me back here when we get home. I’ll be the guy with a gold medal around his neck.” I wink at an especially hot brunette and the look on her face tells me she’ll be waiting.
Three
Danika
So, we’ve been sitting on the plane waiting for one fartknocker who has clearly decided he’s more important than the rest of the people flying today. One of the flight attendants picks up the phone, then after a minute hangs up, then turns to her colleague. “Tell the captain that our straggler has just passed security. He’ll be here in two minutes.”
I slide on my neck pillow and position my Hello Kitty eye mask on top of my head so I can go to sleep as soon as the security briefing is done. I’ve decided to get on Korea Standard Time right away and it’gs already night time there. I tap my foot, getting ready to glare at whoever it is that is making us late. I have a Garade A glare. I perfected it in middle school and now I’m glad I’m at the front of the plane so I can use it.
I turn to complain to Tasha but she’s engrossed in a conversation with the hottie sitting beside her. He got the window seat and she’s taking full advantage of having a captive audience for the next twelve plus hours. The way she’s fawning all over him, I’m pretty sure they’re going to join the mile-high club by the time we land.
“Hi, there.” A deep voice sounds from the door of the plane, and even though I can’t see who the voice belongs to, I know by the flight attendant’s reaction that he’s hot as sin.
She blushes and says, “Welcome aboard Mr. Sullivan. I’m a big fan of yours.”
“That makes me a lucky guy…” He pauses and she fills in the blank for him.
“Ginny.”
“Ginny, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Giggling like a school girl, Ginny says, “I’ll show you to your seat.”
“Thanks.”
She turns and starts down the aisle, letting him come into view. And holy heck! It’s like the entire plane stops and has to catch their breath at how freaking gorgeous this man is. He’s what would happen if Thor and Wonder Woman had a baby then raised him on nothing but protein.
I’m ready with my glare though because I do not tolerate a disrespectful jerk, no matter what he looks like. His eyes land on me and an amused look crosses his face. “Well, hello, Kitty. Let me know if you need some help getting to sleep later. I have a technique that works every time.”
I fold my arms across my chest. “Oh, is it making people wait for you to show up? Because that was a little boring…”
“Oh, you’re a feisty kitty. Nice.” He winks at me and my mouth drops open in shock as he follows the giggly flight attendant.
Tasha, who has temporarily forgotten seatmate hottie in favor of late guy hottie, grips my arm with her hand.
