Emmy
I don’t know how you possibly could have forgotten. You were walking funny for a week.
Me
That was a mistake.
Caitlin
But was it really?
Sophie
No way was it a mistake. Did you see the way he blasted that Tampa defenseman into the air in the fourth quarter earlier today and then grinned like it was nothing? He’s hot as fuck.
In fact, I did see that. I saw it because he shot that grin straight in my direction, and I had to practically squeeze my thighs together because my clit literally throbbed remembering the way he grinned at me like that when I came on his fingers for the third time in a row and he insisted he could give me a fourth.
It took a heroic effort not to sprint onto the field and throw myself at him, but I resisted because we’re friends. And I’m a goddamn motherfucking professional.
I was a little less professional when coffee just the way I like it, six mini boxes of cereal, and milk showed up at my hotel room door early this morning before the game with a note that saidCan’t wait to see you on the sidelines. When that happened, I may or may not have grinned like an idiot and clutched the note to my chest like it was a precious jewel.
But we’re not talking about that.
Me
You watched the game?
Sophie
Hi, have we met? Huge football fan here. I watch every game. Stop trying to change the subject.
Caitlin
Maddy is a master evader.
Maya
Always has been, even when we were kids.
Sarah
There’s no way that night isn’t living rent free in your head.
Emmy
What Sarah said. A man like that isn’t exactly forgettable.
Fucking tell me about it.
Curses to my excellent memory.
And Cam’s excellent…everything.
Me
Fuck, fine, it was the hottest night of my life, and I will live with the memories of it forever, because it can never be repeated.
Maya
