When The Whistle Blows

Chapter 27

Don't shiver. Don't shiver. Don't sh-

Damn it.

Now is not the time you stupid girl for this.

It's hockey time. Not warm and cuddly feelings time.

Shaking my head, I cleared my unclean thoughts and focused on the game up ahead.

"Have fun out there Shortie." Tucker punched my arm as I walked by.

Fun. Fun.

I can do this.

After warm-ups and team huddle, we all skated to the bench where Coach repeated the lineup for us again.

Ryder, Ozzy, and me on the first line.

With the twins as our defensemen.

The refs were still all standing around the announcer trying to get some last-minute things figured out. We all still skated to the face-off.

"Hey there bud." Ryder's opponent immediately started chirping at him. "Couldn't help but notice the figure skater y'all got on the ice."

The center turned his head towards me. "Hey princess, I think you took a wrong turn, skating lessons are next door."

I rolled my eyes as I squared up at the face-off.

"Ooo a bit sassy today are we, is it shark week already?" The center kept chirping

"Watch it there two twos," Ozzy said to the center.

The center ignored the good advice though, as he kept on running his mouth.

"Don't worry princess, I'll still fuck you even though Aunt Flow's visiting. A little blood never hurt anybody." The center sneered at me as I shivered slightly.

"I suggest you shut the fuck up," Ryder said, more than annoyed and clearly enraged by the center's comments.

"Or what captain?" The center turned his attention away from me and to Ryder.

"Or you'll be the one bleeding on the ice." Ryder snarled at the center.

"Is that a threat?"

"Fuck ye-,"

Abandoning my positioning at the face-off, I skated to Ryder.

"No fights." I glared up into icy blue eyes. "Remember what Coach said. All you need to do is win the face-off and pass me the puck."

Ryder nodded his head, making sense of what I said.

He even smirked down at me. "Glad you're no longer ignoring me."

I turned and faced Ryder's opponent.

"Hey, two twos?" I dropped my voice a little bit in a way that I knew drove my six men crazy.

The center had the same reaction. He even dropped his voice a bit in response. "Yes beautiful?"

Dumb fuck thinks he's going to get laid.

"Fuck you," I smirked at him and skated off, returning to my positioning.

The refs finally finished whatever they were doing, and one came over to the face-off.

"Alright ladies, let's have some fun." The ref shot a glance in my direction. "No offense."

"None taken." I couldn't help but roll my eyes again.

Finally, the ref dropped the puck.

Ryder won the face-off and passed me the puck, almost perfectly.