Me
Because then he’ll know I’m texting someone and he’ll neverlet it go
Mackie
you haven’t told him about me?
The question sits there on my screen. I could tell her it hasn’t come up, could say I’m private about this stuff. Both would be true.
Me
I’m not ready to share you yet
Mackie
that’s the most romantic thing you’ve ever said to me
get some sleep goalie boy
Me
Yes ma’am
I put my phone away and close my eyes. I’m still smiling when I drift off.
We win 3-1 in Dallas.Luca’s a wall, thirty-two saves and only gave up a garbage goal in the third when the game was already decided.
I spent the entire game on the bench tracking every shot, reading the release points and the angles, running the save in my head before Luca makes it. I can’t turn it off even when I’m not playing. The backup’s job is to be ready, which means never stopping. Meaning my brain is essentially doing two things at once, playing a game I’m not in and thinking about seeing Mackie again.
After, on the bus back to the hotel, I check my phone.
Mackie
congrats on the win!
Luca looked good
Me
Thanks. Didn’t play.
Mackie
I know. I watched.
Me
You watched a game I wasn’t even in?
Mackie
of course I did
you looked cute on the bench
Me
I was literally just sitting there
