Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 83927 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83927 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 420(@200wpm)___ 336(@250wpm)___ 280(@300wpm)
“Couldn’t have done it without you,” I smirk.
“Yeah, that one and the four before it,” he laughs.
“Good point.”
I glance up to the crowd to find my girl on her feet, arms in the air, screaming my name like an absolute lunatic. The biggest grin sails across my face as I take in her little performance. I could definitely get used to this.
The boys and I make our way over to Coach, who does his best to keep a straight face, but it’s pretty damn obvious that he’s ecstatic right now. “Okay, boys. We’ve got three minutes left. You’ve already won the game, but let’s keep it strong. Show them who owns this town,” he smirks.
We break and head back to the center of the ice to do just that.
Three minutes later and another point to our name, the buzzer sounds, declaring us yet again the undefeated Kings of Denver.
Chapter 19
Danielle
“Come on,” I encourage as we both dip down into another weighted squat, “Just two more sets.”
“I can’t do anymore,” Sophie whines as her legs begin to shake.
“Don’t you dare give up,” I warn. She keeps on going but doesn’t make it to the end without calling me a skanky whore first.
“Ohmigod,” we hear squealed from the entrance of the gym. “It’s them.”
Two blonde girls, who can’t be more than eighteen, come sprinting up to us wearing nothing but tiny little shorts and matching crops. “Ohmigod, ohmigod,” the first one says.
“Can we help you?” Sophie asks, raising an irritated brow, knowing exactly what they want.
“Oh, wow. We just wanted to say hi,” blonde number two says, looking Sophie up and down. “You guys are like, totally famous.”
“Okay,” I say, looking around, trying to work out the easiest escape.
“Holy crap,” the first one shrieks as she frantically begins looking around. “Are Miller and Tank here too? Can you like, introduce us?”
“No,” Sophie says with a nasty tone, clearly annoyed with bimbo one and two.
“Goodbye ladies,” I cut in before Sophie brings out her true colors.
“Oh, um . . . bye,” they say, making room for us to squeeze past them.
We grab our things, take a quick drink, and make our escape out the front door. “That shit is getting really annoying,” Sophie groans as we set ourselves at a slow jog to finish our workout.
“I know,” I agree. “It seems to be getting worse, but the Dragons’ popularity is our fault. You know, apart from the fact they’re undefeated and incredibly talented.”
She lets out another groan. “It’s just frustrating. I never know if they just want to say hi or if they’re looking for an introduction to try and steal him away. God, they’re all little skanks,” she seethes.
“Tell me about it. I had this girl last week tell me I couldn’t possibly give my man what he needs and that he won’t be satisfied until he has a real woman like her,” I explain.
“Now I know that’s bullshit because I’ve heard you guys going at it, that man is definitely satisfied,” Sophie so kindly offers.
I can’t help but laugh as we continue jogging down the pathway to our house. “So, what’s the plan for tonight?” I ask when I finally catch my breath.
“Well, the boys will be training all night, so I’m thinking girls’ night,” she suggests.
“Love it.”
We get home ten minutes later and fight to the death over who gets the first shower. Which means I’m currently sitting in my bedroom waiting for my turn.
I hear my phone ringing from out in the kitchen, and I jump up and sprint down the hallway. I turn the corner into the kitchen and grin as I see Miller’s name come up on the caller ID. I grab my phone and quickly hit the answer button before it’s too late. “Hey. Aren’t you supposed to be on the ice?” I ask.
“Yeah, we’re just about to get on,” he tells me. “But I had to tell you something first.”
“Okay,” I say. “Spill it.”
“I just got a call from Officer Samuels. The assault charges have been dropped.”
A weight immediately lifts off my shoulders. I can’t even begin to describe how happy and relieved it makes me knowing Miller’s future isn’t going to be thrown away because of my stupidity. “Wow,” I tell him. “That’s amazing.”
“Yeah. She said he barely had a leg to stand on, especially after the judge saw your statement. She also said the restraining order was officially served today and that he’ll be in and out of court for the next few months.”
I nod, despite him not being able to see me. “I guess that’s the best we can ask for.”
“Yeah, well, he deserves to be behind bars,” he grunts.
“Can’t argue that,” I scoff.
“What are you doing tonight?”
“Soph and I are heading out for a girl’s night. Well, assuming she ever gets out of the shower.”