About reading out loud and leaving things open. Guess I never thought anyone would care enough to want to read.
Me
I do.
But I’ll wait until you’re ready.
Dots dance along the bottom of the screen for ever and I’m pretty sure I’ve blown it with sappy shit and showing how much I care about her writing, but she comes back with the most innocuous question.
Peaches
Are there a lot of people there?
Me
I’m told it’s like spring break on crack. Everyone is an athlete or a cheerleader.
Peaches
For hockey?
Me
Think we don’t deserve them?
Peaches
I’ve just never seen any.
Me
Challenge accepted. Be prepared for pompoms to go with my jersey next game.
Peaches
Wouldn’t a real cheerleader have her own uniform?
I think of her in the short skirts and crop tops I’ve seen the girls in today and my dick gets hard, which tells me I absolutely don’t want Savannah wearing that to a game.
Me
Definitely not.
Peaches
I’ll look into it. So much to learn! But it’s very late and I’m expected to be bright-eyed and bushy tailed tomorrow.
Me
Like a bunny?
Peaches
Like a morning person.
Me
I’ve never seen you not smiling. Unless your head was down in concentration.
