“Stop that,” Reid growls, snatching the phone.
Carson pops back in. “And this ugly fucker is covered in sweat. Stinks like a locker room, too.”
“That’s because we’re in a locker room, you dumbass.” Reid rolls his eyes.
“Still. You smell like ass, go shower.”
“I will after we talk to Addison,” Reid grumbles.
I’m smiling now, loving the banter between them.
“Ah, what kind of locker room?” I ask, remembering they said something about practice.
“Oh.” Reid looks to Carson, and Carson nods. “So, we should probably tell you what we do for work.”
“First,” Carson asks. “What do you think about hockey?”
“It’s okay.” I shrug. “I’m not like a major fan or anything, but I enjoy the game enough.”
Carson gasps. “Ouch, baby, you wound me.”
“Why?” I giggle. “You play hockey or something?”
I say it as a joke, but the two of them look at one another again, and my smile drops.
“Shit. You do, don’t you? You play hockey?”
“Yup. We play for the Scented Scorpions. KP league, baby.” Carson says it with pride.
My lips part in shock. No way. No fucking way. Are you telling me that the two Alphas I end up scent-matched to happen to be professional hockey players? Holy fuck.
I mean, we did meet at a sports-related gala, so it’s not completely surprising.
Still. Out of all the professions they could have had, I didn’t think for a moment it would be this.
“You okay, Little One?” Reid asks.
And then I burst out laughing. “This is crazy.” I giggle.
“What?” Carson frowns. “What's so funny?”
“The fact that you play in the KP.” I shake my head.
“Why is that so funny?” Reid asks, not sounding offended, just curious.
“I have a question for you. Have you heard of Elliot Clark?”
“Well, yeah, he’s the coach for the Royal Alphas,” Reid says.
“Good guy, but god his son is a fucking nightmare. I’ve never hated a man in all my life more than that cocky bastard.”
That has my smile fading and nerves drifting in. Shit. So, they hate my stepbrother? Are they going to be pissed when they find out who he is to me?
“What's wrong, sweetheart? Why do you look upset?” Reid asks.
“Not upset.” I lick my lips. “Just now this is awkward."
“Why?”
