“Well, if their card works anything like Grey’s, they’ll get a notification every time you buy something with it.” She’s grinning so wide right now that I’m surprised her cheeks don’t hurt. Hell, it even looks scary now.
“And what did you have in mind?” My own smirk comes into play.
“Let’s make them sweat a little with a different kind of shopping.” She sits herself properly in her seat and starts up the car before pulling out onto the street.
“Oh, you are bad!” I laugh.
“I know, but it’ll be fun.” She joins in on the giggles. “Plus, Wolf will be more than happy to see me come home with some fun things for us to play with later tonight.”
NOAH
“Fuck, that was incredible.” Gabe grins from beside me as we sit on the couch watching a replay of the Stanley Cup Finals.
“Tell me about it. I feel like I’m still high off that win.” I chuckle and pick up my beer from the side table.
Victory night was something we had all dreamed about for so long. All year we played extremely well and knew we would make it far in the playoffs; it was like a gut feeling. But that night, we played better than we ever had, and it showed. It feels fucking amazing, and I hope we get to experience that feeling again.
Today Veronica messaged in our group chat early that she wouldn’t be coming over, which sucked if I’m being honest. We’ve gotten so used to having her here that when she’s not, we have no idea what to do with ourselves.Talk about being dependent and obsessed…
My phone suddenly vibrates in my short’s pocket, pulling my attention away from the screen. I drag it out and smile when a text notification with Veronica’s name fills my screen, or should I say Kitten since I changed it to that last week.
I know she was texting with Gabe earlier, thanks to him practically rubbing it in my face that she somewhat admitted missing him. Was I a bit jealous? Sure, but seeing the goofy grin on his face made that unwanted feeling go away just as quickly. Although I was still hoping she’d reach out to me too at some point.
Kitten
I hope you boys are behaving and keeping the place clean.
I scoff at her message and smile while typing out my reply.
Me
We always behave when it comes to you.
Kitten
HA! I could prove you wrong within seconds.
Me
Although now that I think of it, if we make the place a dump again, you won’t have a choice but to spend more time here to get it all cleaned up.
Kitten
Or I could just quit…
Me
Nah, I don’t think you would.
Me
I think you like us too much to quit.
I watch those three dots dance at the bottom of my screen for a minute or two before her answer finally comes in and a smile grows over my lips once more.
Kitten
And what if I did?
