I let out a sigh. I have no idea what she wants to show me, but I already know I shouldn’t be looking at it.
Freya: Go on then…
Casey: So a couple of the guys signed this endorsement deal…
Freya: Right…
Casey: You are not ready for this.
Freya: Just send it.
Or don’t. It’s probably safer if you don’t, but I’m kinda invested now, so …
Casey: Okay, are you sitting down?
Freya: Yes.
Casey: Here it comes…
Nothing happens.
I wait, staring at my screen impatiently. And then …
“Oh my god,” I cry as an image appears before me.
Even before I make it full-sized, it has my heart racing.
But the instant I tap on it, making it fill the screen…wow.
Cole is standing there with a backwards cap on, a hockey stick in hand, wearing nothing but a pair of very tight black boxer briefs. I swear the lighting highlights every—and I mean every—one of his muscles. He looks larger than life in every aspect, and utterly gorgeous.
Jesus. This is going to have women melting for him left and right. And I have no doubt sales of those boxer briefs are about to shoot through the roof.
Another message from Casey appears at the top of my screen.
Casey: The campaign goes live next week. These images are going to be everywhere. And it’s not just Cole. All the guys are involved.
Over the next minute, image after image of half-naked hockey players appear on my cell.
Casey: And of course, my personal favorite…
“Damn,” I muse when one of Kodie appears before me.
Freya: He doesn’t usually do stuff like this.
Casey: The only reason he agreed is because it paid a stupid amount of money and he’s donating it all to support the girls’ league. I think all the guys are donating their income from it.
Freya: What’s Cole doing with his?
Casey: I don’t know. Maybe you should ask him?
Freya: I thought I wasn’t meant to know about it?
Casey: What’s a little rule-breaking here and there?
Freya: You’re a nightmare.
Casey: I know. Worth it though, right? Told you it was hot.
