Chapter 28

Elena’s POV

We’re not seated at Slapshots long before the guys file in. Everyone cheers when they’re spotted, then returns to their respective drinks, and I like that they have a place they can hang out like this and not be bothered for the most part.

The bartender brings over several beers before the guys even have a chance to sit down, already knowing what they want.

“Hey, Rod. Can we get some sparkling water with lemon whenever you get the chance?”

He looks confused by Wayne’s request, but when Wayne nods toward me, understanding dawns, and he nods, taking off to prepare the drink.

“Thanks,” I say to Wayne as he takes the empty seat next to me, trying hard to ignore how good he looks and smells right now. He has a ballcap flipped backward and is wearing jeans and a shirt with #55 on the chest. Simple, but with the confidence and high he’s riding after winning tonight, he looks ten times hotter.

Or maybe that’s just the horniness talking again.<