“What the hell is that noise?” Lucy asked as I lay on the bed, laughing my ass off at my phone.
I tossed it over to her. “Please tell me you don’t sound like that when you’re giving Alex head.”
“Holy shit, Aubrey,” Lucy whispered as she watched. “She sounds like Darth Vader. Giving head.”
“How is it possible that we’ve only been here for, like, five minutes and already this is the most epic trip ever?” I asked.
She flashed me a grin as she handed my phone back to me. “Because you’ve got me as your partner in crime, baby.”
****
The team was scheduled to play three games—one tonight and two on Saturday. Luka had already warned me that he wouldn’t be able to spend too much time with me until all the games were over since their coach gave them a curfew for Friday night to make sure they were rested for the next day. Throw in the games themselves, warm-ups, and team meals and that didn’t leave a lot of free time. The only reason they were even staying over on Saturday night was that their game wouldn’t end until after eleven at night.
“Are you cool with a room swap tomorrow night?” Lucy asked, drawing me out of my thoughts as we sat in the stands, waiting for the game to begin.
“Room swap?” I repeated, confused by what she meant.
“Luka and Alex are rooming together and you and I are rooming together. The guys don’t have a curfew once the games are all done, so we should be able to have Luka switch with me so we each get some private time with our boyfriends,” she explained.
“Great idea,” I complimented her.
“Yeah. It’s just too bad we don’t have king beds in either of the rooms,” she complained.
“Although it might come in handy for the grapefruit job,” I whispered to her.
“Why would a smaller bed help with that?” she asked, looking at me like I was crazy.
“Not because it’s smaller,” I corrected her. “Because we have two beds in each room. One to get messy in and one to sleep in. I don’t know about you, but I don’t want to sleep in a grapefruit juice and pulp wet spot.”
“I knew it,” she hissed back at me. “I fucking knew it when we first met.”
And now I had no idea what she was talking about. “Knew what?”
“That you were brilliant,” she crowed. “I was so damn excited to try it out with Alex at the hotel so I wouldn’t have to clean up the mess, but I never even thought about having to sleep in it.”
“Well, there you go. Problem solved,” I said, laughing at how overly dramatic she could be sometimes.
Luckily, the game started and that conversation ended so we could focus on cheering for our guys. Since Alex was only in net for the middle game, Lucy was a lot more relaxed. She hadn’t been joking when she’d said that she was a nervous wreck when he was playing. It was nice that she was able to enjoy the trip more than she would have been if the rotation had put him in net for two of the games instead.
Luka played very well, and the team won their first game with a two-to-zero shutout. Unfortunately, I only got a few moments alone with him before he had to go, so Lucy and I grabbed dinner and headed back to the room for an early night. It was weird to have traveled all this way to support Luka without even getting a chance to see him except on the ice for the most part.
The team didn’t fare as well in their second game. I sat through it while Lucy fidgeted at my side, getting more and more anxious because their opponent had already scored three goals while we’d only gotten one in net. The third period was about to begin, and it didn’t look great for the team.
“Shit. He’s going to be in a horrible mood,” she whispered.
“It’s okay, Luce,” I consoled her. “Even if they don’t win this one, you’ll lift his spirits tonight. I have no doubt about that.”
“True, but it’s always so much more fun when he feels like the conquering hero,” she grumbled.
“I’m sure it is,” I agreed. “But just imagine how grateful he will be for you cheering him up. Either because the grapefruit job is as good as they said it was online or because you guys are laughing too hard if it’s horrible.”
“True. And I can always pull up the video for shits and giggles if I need to,” she added. “Can you imagine what the guys would think about those noises she made?”
I laughed hard at the thought of showing it to Luka as I imagined his horrified expression. “Hey, you never know. Maybe there are guys out there who have a Star Wars fetish and would love it.”