Ford
As soon as I hit the ice rink something happens to me. It’s the coldness of the ice, the way it feels fresh. My body fills with anticipation of being out there, hearing the crowds roar for me, calling my name, cheering us on. Tonight, the stadium will be packed and my only thought right now is how Tatum will look in my shirt. I cannot wait to see her. And why am I even thinking about her like this? It’s weird as s**t. I shouldn’t be having any kind of feelings for her. She knows the score and so do I.
“Hey, excited?” Callum says as he begins to undress. He’s down to his boxers as are most of my team. Seeing each other almost butt naked is nothing new. We’re guys, we play hockey.
“Of course, always. I want us to win.” I pause. “We need to win this one guys to get into the finals. T
