Eli skates over, and Alexi bumps his shoulder. “What the fuck did I do?”
“Why is Piper wearing your jersey?”
He looks up to the stands and shakes his head. “Did either of you assholes think about getting her one of yours?”
Mine isn’t being mass produced, so I arch an eyebrow at Alexi.
“Still spanking her ass.”
“Great to know,” Eli says as he skates away.
“You good?” I ask Alexi, and he grins at me.
“Yeah, I’m really fucking good.”
CHAPTER25
“Hi, I’m Sloane,” the sweet voice next to me says. She’s petite, gorgeous, and feels completely out of place. She’s wearing a black T-shirt, not a jersey, and her reddish-blonde hair is down in loose waves.
“Piper, nice to meet you.” I hold out my hand, and I’m instantly hit by her scent. She smells like peaches and sunshine. I look around and wonder who she’s here with.
“I’m Coach Applegate's daughter. I’ve been managing some of their social media accounts. I’m not like the big wig marketing person, but I finally talked my dad into letting me help out, and well, it’s been great,” she says, just spewing out a ton of information. “Who are you married or bonded to?” she asks.
“Oh, um.”
She looks at me and smiles. “You don’t have to answer. But I am confused why you’re wearing a Beckford jersey.”
I give her a small smile. “Mostly to mess with Alexi,” I say.
“Ah, so Alexi and Owen, good choices.”
“Thank you.” I’m guessing that Alexi and Owen haven’t been hiding the fact that they are seeing each other from the team, and a huge part of me likes that. Not that we aren’t out as a couple, but when we are completely public, I want people to know the full extent of our relationship—with both of them.
“They have both been so nice to me.”
“Has anyone not been?” I ask her defensively, ready to kick anyone's ass who decided to mess with the small Omega.
She smiles and shakes her head. “Oh, no. Some of them ignore me completely. I think I make them uncomfortable.”
“They can control themselves and suck it up.”
She snaps her fingers. “Exactly! That’s why I refuse to hide my scent. I should be allowed to be who I am without worrying about someone hurting me or taking advantage of me. No offense, but I think Alphas need to be taught some more self control.”
“No, you're absolutely right. It could be because my best friend is an Omega, so I’ve always been around scents. Some Alphas never learned how to handle themselves, not that it’s an excuse. Do you have a pack?” I ask her, since apparently there are no lines during our conversation.
“Not yet, but one day. Hopefully soon.”
“Are you on suppressants?” I ask her, and she arches an eyebrow at me. “I’m sorry. I’m a doctor. I’ve been considering specializing in Omega medical care.”
That has her face relaxing. “I’m on a very low dose. Enough to keep my heat at bay. But I’m hoping I find a pack before I start seeing any signs of it coming.”
“You know, it can really sneak up on you. You should have a backup plan, just in case.”
She sighs and nods her head. “My dads have said the same thing. I definitely will.”
The guys are warming up on the ice, and Alexi points at me and shakes his head. I furrow my brows, and then he tugs on his jersey, indicating he isn’t pleased with me wearing Eli’s jersey.
I give him a cheeky middle finger and watch him laugh on the ice. I fucking love when Alexi laughs. He throws his head back, his dark hair slightly damp and incredibly sexy. He laughs with his whole body, and even if he’s pissed about the jersey, it was worth it. Besides, neither of them offered to give me one of theirs.
