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So I just say, “Shake it off. You couldn’t have stopped it.” I don’t think I even would’ve been able to at my prime. When the puck gets redirected in the air that close to the goal, it’s nearly impossible.

Lennon nods her head once and continues past me. I give her space and let Alice do the talking back in the locker room.

We score twice in the second period, and Lennon holds UPU to only their one goal for the rest of the game, bringing home a win for us. The lines still need some work with Alice’s adjustments, but I’ll take the win. Anything to get us closer to the playoffs.

Thank god it was a home game tonight, and I have a quick drive back to my apartment. My arms are heavy with exhaustion as I shower, but I know I won’t be able to sleep without talking to Lennon. It would’ve been hypocritical of me to have told her to keep our personal business off the ice and then approach her after the game. So as soon as I collapse into bed, I pull out my phone and text her.

Me: You played well tonight

It takes her a few minutes to respond.

32: thanks

Me: I know you’re pissed at me but I also know you know I’m right. When we’re at the rink I can’t be anything more than your coach

32: You didn’t have to be a dick about it

Me: I thought you liked that about me

32: …

Me: Look I’m sorry. I could’ve delivered the message nicer

32: You could’ve

32: But I get it. And you’re right. It’s just hard to adjust how I feel about you outside of hockey with how I’m allowed to feel about you inside of hockey

Me: It’s not easy for me either

32: Do you still want this?

I shouldn’t. I really fucking shouldn’t. But yet…

Me: Yes. Do you?

32: Yes. I promise I won’t talk to you about anything personal again while at practice or a game. Keep it strictly professional

Me: I don’t think we’ve ever been professional. If we were, you wouldn’t be back talking me all the time

32: Well that’s on you for being a jackass and not knowing how to conduct yourself half the time

Me: I’m very professional

32: If that’s what helps you sleep at night

Me: Well it sure isn’t listening to your snoring that’s for damn sure

32: Don’t use that against me!!! I can’t help it it’s genetic

Me: Excuses excuses…get some sleep. You earned it. I’ll see you tomorrow afternoon at practice

32: Sleep good

Me: You too

31

Lennon