The rest of the team is passing the puck back and forth and practicing power skating, skating faster than I knew possible up and down the ice. I watch with complete fascination.
I have never been a hockey fan, but I am a fan of the Monroe twins, so I guess that's the same thing.
I turn and look at Mikey again, and now he is sitting on top of his net, swinging his legs like a little kid. I laugh and turn to see the guys shake their heads at him.
Yeahhhh, that's my weirdo.
"Monroe! Get the fuck off your net!" the coach yells, and I can see the crinkle in Mikey's eyes from a smile.
I love that they are smiling. On the ice, it seems like they are finally free from the bullshit... my bullshit.
Practice goes on, and I watch them do things on Ice that I can't even imagine doing standing on non-slippery ground, let alone with a fucking knife on my foot.
Kai slams guys into the boards, but not as hard as the time at the game, and then he will skate by me and wink.
"Stop flirting, Monroe, and get your ass over here."
Drill after drill, they shoot pucks at Mikey, and he stops them. He is Mr. Miyagi.
I am standing outside the locker room, surprisingly, this time with no babysitter.
Luca walks out and looks up and down the hall.
"Come here," he nods his head to the side, and I follow behind him.
"Wanna tell me what the fuck you are hiding from my twins?" His twins?
I cross my arms, ready to give him a fucking earful.
"Don't start, diva. I know that you are hiding something, so spill it. And just know... I will know you are lying and find out regardless. So you might want to tell me at your own free will." He turns and looks back to the locker room again.
"I can't tell you," I say quietly, not wanting anyone to hear me.
"Why not?"
"Because you will tell Mikey and Kai, and I refuse to let them be in more danger because of me." Luca nods at me and then grabs my arm, pulling me even further down the hall.
"Mikey and Kai are my brothers. If there is anything that could put them in danger, I need to know about it. Right now."
I exhale and finally decide that I am not getting out of this. "Fine, but you better not tell them."
He raises his eyebrow at me in question.
"I swear to fucking God, Luca, I will cut your dick off and feed it to the fish." A low chuckle comes from him.
"Spill it."
"I'm pregnant." The shock on his face is apparent.
"Um.. excuse me?"
"SEE!" I throw my hands in front of me, gesturing to him. "This is why I didn't want to say anything!"
"No. It's fine. I need to know. But I just have a lot of questions.”
"Okay, what kind of questions? Like how and when?"
"I know fucking how. And as much as I love those twins, I don't want to know about their dicks. I see them enough in the locker rooms."
