Total pages in book: 78
Estimated words: 72659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72659 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 363(@200wpm)___ 291(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
I can’t fucking wait.
I get comfortable in my seat and down my lunch, being careful not to spill anything on my team suit while I wait for the rest of the team to arrive. The rest of the day is going to be crazy. Following this meeting, we have media interviews which, no doubt, they'll be questioning all the scandals that the team has endured his year, then, as usual, they'll go right ahead and ask each of us about our personal lives to see if there are any uncovered stories they can splash all over the news.
Luckily for me, I’m squeaky fucking clean.
Following the meeting and interviews, we’ll get together to discuss game tactics while Elle and Kate check over all the players to make sure they’re all god for tonight’s game. Then it’s warm up time where I’m sure each of the guys will go over their practice shots and try not to freak out, and that’s where I come in. None of the guys will be freaking out on my watch.
One by one, the guys make their way into the massive conference room, all heading straight for the food before settling into their seats. A few minutes later, Elle makes her presence known at the door, looking sexy as fuck in her team suit that management demands she wears.
The boys get a good look and drown her in wolf whistles, letting her know just how appreciated she is. She struts across the room, putting on a show in her fitted suit and heels while trying not to burst into laughter.
She struts past me but she won't be going anywhere soon. My arm snaps out and grabs her around her waist before hauling her back to my lap. She lets out a girly squeal which is quickly swallowed by her laughter as her arms fall around my neck.
“You look amazing,” I tell her.
“You don’t look too bad yourself, Captain,” she responds before giving me a kiss that only serves to make the boys rowdier.
“Get a room,” Jax calls out as the rest of the boys voice their own opinions.
“With pleasure,” I say, standing with her securely in my arms before heading for the door.
“Logan,” Tony demands as he enters the room. “Put the girl down. Until the end of the night, Elle is still ours. We need her focused today, not swooning over her hunky boyfriend.”
She looks up at me and I see the true disappointment in her eyes. I lean down to her and give her a kiss. “Don’t worry, babe. As soon as this game is over, I’ll make it up to you.”
“Is that a promise?” she questions.
“Sure is,” I tell her as I take her back to my seat and get comfortable.
“And you’ll do that thing I like?” she murmurs as she hops off my lap to take the seat beside me so we can at least appear to be professional.
“I’ll do all the things you like,” I promise, taking her hand in mine.
Her face flames and she has to look away to stop her grin from breaking her face in two.
“Alright,” Tony says to the room. “Settle down. We have a big day today, so I want to get this part over with.” he waits patiently as the boys settle down into their seats and provide him with their undivided attention.
"Ok," he starts. "I want to open this meeting by saying what a great job you've done so far this season. Each and every one of you has shown a great commitment to the team and that commitment comes through loud and clear in our results. Not one of you have lacked in your training, on ice or off, so please give yourself and your teammates a round of applause."
At that, the room bursts into applause with the boys and management all nodding in agreement and I have to say, I’m right along with them. The boys have shown amazing commitment this season and that shows in the leader-board. They have all worked their asses off and they deserve nothing less than the win tonight, but it’s not going to be handed to us, we’ll have to put up one last fight.
"Other acknowledgments this year, I'd like you all to thank team management for all the work they've put in this season, our lovely physiotherapists, our trainers and our PR team. This team would not be where it is today without your dedication and hard work, it certainly does not go unnoticed."
Again, the team breaks into applause, voicing their approval.
“Next up, our trusted Captain, Logan. Another successful year where you have proven that you were the right choice for captain. Again, you have managed to keep these boys inspired, motivated and most importantly, in-line. Good job, Logan.”
I nod my head, accepting his thanks and wait for him to move right along. Elle squeezes my hand and I look to her to see a brilliant smile looking back at me. ‘I love you,’ she mouths.