Page 48 of Risky Play

“Yes, nosy.”

Karen bumped me with her arm. “So you’re sore from riding that dick, huh?” She stood up and humped the air.

Well, yes, exactly. It was from riding Matt’s dick. Which I thoroughly enjoyed.

I rolled my eyes. “Ridiculous, all of you.”

“Good for you, Mads. But maybe find someone for Ice Queen out there to give us all some peace.”

I shook my head. “I’ll try!”

I headed out onto the ice and stretched out on it. My muscles were so tight that I should have stretched this morning to work out the kinks.

I skated over to a pile of pucks and did stick work as I got warmed up. The rest of the girls piled in, and Coach began practice, having us run through drills and hammering into us what to watch out for in our upcoming game.

I wanted to die by the time it was over. My legs were on fire, and all I wanted to do was take a nice bath, but we only had a stand-up shower in my dorm. That was one thing I missed about home. I could always go to my brother’s and use the one in his house, but I’d rather not.

I showered in the locker room after practice and was surprised to find Kiira and Karen hanging around waiting for me.

“Hey, let’s get dinner,” Kiira said.

“Okay…”

This was the first time they invited me to anything. I wondered if they were hazing me and trying to get me to crack. I didn’t feel that close with my new teammates, but we’d only been playing together for a couple of months. Kiira was my favorite of the bunch. Even if she was a bit of a wild card. But she was a goalie, so that was to be expected.

“Come on, Kennedy! Be our friend,” Kiira joked.

I paused and stared at them. “Wait…did you think I didn’t want to hang out with you? I thought none of you liked me.”

Karen shook her head. “No way! We thought you were shy. It seems like you’re too busy.”

Okay, fair. I was busy with taking an extra class, working for Dinah, and ‘operation lose it.’ That last one was over with now and would free up my time for my other responsibilities. I didn’t want my teammates to think I didn’t like them. Maybe I hadn’t been putting in enough of an effort either.

“Let’s go!” Kiira said.

“You like Local Hangout?” Karen asked.

I wanted to laugh. Of course I did. Everyone at Franklin did. It was nice we could all drink too. It was so weird to see the age restrictions in this country. If I didn’t take a gap year after high school, I’d be stuck underage drinking like the rest of the kids in my year.

“Yeah, but I was literally there last night,” I told them.

Karen shrugged. “Me too! Who cares?”

We must have just missed each other because I was sure I would have noticed her. Although, I was preoccupied by flirting with Matt.

I grabbed my bag and threw my coat on. It was close to the end of October, so it was getting chilly, and Halloween was almost upon us.

“I love fall,” Karen said as we walked outside.

“You’re just a pumpkin spice latte basic bitch,” Kiira teased.

“Yeah, no shame in that,” Karen joked back. “But I love Halloween, and then it’s Thanksgiving, which is my favorite.”

I wrinkled my nose. “I’m not sure how I can get used to Thanksgiving in November. That’s weird.”

“What do you mean?” Karen asked.

“We have it in October in Canada.”