Speak of the Devil: A Devington Devils Hockey Romance by Daphne Slade

Author:Daphne Slade [Slade, Daphne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2021-08-31T16:00:00+00:00

“Alright, we’re officially cutting you off, June,” Angela says an hour later.

“I’m not that far gone,” I protest.

“Three Devil’s kisses and two beers is no joke. Now, we have to get you home.”

Admittedly, I am feeling very loose.

“Reminder, you’re the masochist who took a job where you have to wake up at four in the morning tomorrow.”

That tightens me up a bit. “Yeah, I should probably stop now.”

Angela chuckles and gets the attention of Heidi, who’s been serving us all night, much to my friend’s delight. Heidi ticks off all the right boxes for her personal tastes, namely blonde and adorable. She even has these two braids falling down against her chest like double arrows leading the eye right to what’s important, at least as far as tips at a place like the Den of Iniquity goes. And she’s so sweet.

“Another round of Devil’s kisses?”

“Oh, I think we’re about ready to call it quits,” Angela says with sparkles in her eyes as she stares up at her.

Heidi gives a quick and oh so pretty pout before bouncing on the balls of her feet to get us our check.

“You should ask her out,” I encourage.

Angela sighs. “That one is strictly team hetero. By now, I can tell.”

“You never know. You’re hot.” Angela is half Japanese, half Persian which makes her more striking than pretty. She looks like a young Cher, with her perfectly straight, waist-length, black hair and tall thin figure that she accentuates with heels and platform shoes, but with subtle Asian hints that add a unique appeal. She’s probably turned as many heads in this place as Heidi has.

“Sadly, that’s not how it works, my dear.”

Heidi comes back with the check and I note her wide blue eyes focusing on me a little too hungrily. Maybe Angela is wrong…

“You work with the hockey team don’t you?”

“I do.”

“Oh my God, how amazing is that? Self-proclaimed puck bunny here.” She giggles with self-effacing delight.

Angela rolls her eyes and gives me a pointed look as though to say, “I told you so.”

“Oh wow, I’ve never seen one in the wild before,” I say, instantly grimacing as I wonder why the hell I said something that offensive out loud.

Heidi laughs it off. “I don’t usually make it to games. Hockey nights are big here, especially for away games.” Her eyes go wide with wonder. “Say, do you get to travel with them?”

The way her breathing intensifies tells me all I need to know about where her mind is going.

“No, not enough money in the budget for that.”

“Oh.” She deflates, as though she’s personally missing out on the reverse harem that would be. Considering there are twenty-eight players on the team, nothing about that is remotely sexy or appealing. What would that even be called? A twenty-eightsome? Ménage a twenty-eight? What’s the French word for twenty-eight, anyway? Let’s just call it a straight-up train. My insides clench with horror just thinking about it.

Maybe Angela has a point about cutting me off.

“Hey! You should come here if you can’t go.

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