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“Fucking ridiculous.”

I hear a chuckle and look to my left, seeing Koa is standing behind the couch and definitely saw that I had zoomed in on her piercing.

“So …” he starts.

Sitting up, I tell him the same thing he told me, “Nope, not going there.”

“We’ve got mail,” Dash announces as he walks into the room shirtless … and he’s pierced too.

I glance up and catch him smirking.

He pops his pecs. “You like?”

“I mean, to each their own.”

“Koa’s cocks pierced,” he says, flopping back on the couch.

My hand instinctually covers my junk as I cringe.

“Hurts for a minute.” Koa shrugs. “Worth it.”

“Your girl like it?” JT asks, looking at his phone.

Both Dash and I look at each other then at Koa.

JT looks up. “What? We’re roomies; we should be able to talk about shit like that.”

“Every chick who’s seen it is first shocked, then curious, and once they’ve ridden it, they get it,” he answers, as well as avoids.

“Get what?” JT prods.

“That it’s not just an accessory. It’s an enhancement.”

“Yeah?” he asks.

“Yeah … I’m good with us jumping off Koa’s pierced dick and talking about this schedule.” I hold up my phone. “Every game is a Friday, Saturday, or Sunday except like four.”

“Fuck, man, we’re traveling all the way to”—Dash pauses—“South Bend, Indiana?”

“Holy shit.” JT chuckles.

“What?” I ask, still waiting for the schedule to fully load.

“ESPN and Puck Net are going to be broadcasting at all but like three games.” JT jumps up, laughing. “That’s fucked up, in a good way.”

“More eyes on us, that’s for sure.” Dash nods as he continues looking between his screen and JT pacing.

“Real good,” I agree. “None of you are signed yet, so that’s huge.”

“Don’t rub it in, Rivera,” Koa feigns annoyance.

“Gotta toss your helmets in the draft.”

“Koa will get drafted, for sure,” Dash states and looks at JT. “No offense. I just haven’t seen you on the ice yet.”

“Had a bad-ass first line, didn’t get much of a chance to prove my worth.” He shrugs. “Hoping I’ll be there this season.”

“And when he was given play time, he spent more time in the penalty box than on the actual ice,” I add.

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