Page 68 of Desire or Defense

He laughs at me, rolling his eyes, and snatches some popcorn. I notice Mitch has the puck and turn my attention back to the game. Mitch passes the puck to West, but he’s blocked by the other players and there’s no way he can get a good shot in. He passes it back to Mitch. Mitch catches it easily then slaps the puck right between the legs of the opposing team’s goalie. Noah and I both jump up from the couch, me screaming and Noah whooping.

“Good shot, Big Man!” I say to the T.V. Then I feel stupid and pull out my phone to text him. He obviously won’t read it for a while, but at least it will be waiting for him.

Andie

Some smoking hot Eagles defenseman just scored his second goal.

Noah groans, I hadn’t realized he was reading over my shoulder. “You guys are so weird.”

I sit back down, a wide grin on my face. “Oh, little brother. Some day you’ll meet a girl who makes your heart feel all funny and you’ll act stupid too.”

His face twists up, making me laugh. “Yeah, I doubt that. I’ll be too busy playing hockey.”

Laughing, I roll my eyes.

A few hours later, the game is done. The Eagles killed it, winning 6-3. Noah is in bed asleep, and I check my phone.

Big Man

I see how it is, you change your tune after I bring you food.

Andie

What can I say? A twelve-inch sub is the key to my heart… but I can settle for a six-inch too.

Big Man

Oh, I can do better than a six-inch, Blondie.

I snicker and wish I could see his face right now. Is he smirking? Blushing? Or does he have that broody expression so no one around him knows he’s actually in a good mood?

Also, is he in the locker room, and does he have his shirt off?

Andie

Are you still in your hockey gear?

Big Man

Why?

Andie

No reason.

Big Man

I’m cooling down with my shirt off.

Andie

*gif of a woman fanning herself and swooning*

Big Man

You’re trouble.

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