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After the game ends, I wait by the rink entrance for Kat as the Strickland Senators smack the hands of their opponents Kat was the sole reason for this win at home She dominated every second she was on the ice

I call out to Kat as she exits the ice She cocks her head in esture for her to coer

“Did you just beckon ainst her navy-and-white jersey

I shoveher one of my boyish smiles that uess so”

“You should know by now not to treat irl, Dean” A hint of a sive me shit Isn’t that what best friends are for? “Don’t point your finger atover,” she finishes

The corners of rin “But you did,” I point out

“No, don’t do that” She shakes her head “Dirty Dean doesn’t work on me”

I laugh at her comment

She’s used to wo me more attention than I can handle On plenty of occasions, I’ve gotten shitfaced and done stupid shit that has earned me the nickname Dirty Dean from Kat Whenever I act like an ass, she’s quick to let o has come out to play

“C’et a move on”

Kat glances over her shoulder and says okay before turning her focus back to ives ?”

I shake a out later”

Her eyebrows rise “Oh, is that so? I didn’t realize you keep my social calendar”

“What were you planning to do tonight?”