“When it comes to hockey and kicking ass, I’m all about it,” Abel said. He turned around. “Remi, look at this…” Abel laughed. “What are you smiling about?”
“I’m not smiling,” Remi bellowed.
“You’re grinning. Are you looking at porn on your phone?”
“Abel…”
“Show us,” Abel said. “Come on, big guy. Don’t be ashamed.”
“I’m not looking at porn,” Remi growled. “You want to see? Here…”
Remi turned his phone around.
It was a picture of Mari on her back, holding Honey in the air while the puppy looked like she was kicking her paws, trying to lick Mari’s face.
“Wow, we are getting weak,” I said.
Remi looked at me and fire almost spit from his eyes.
I smiled.
If I could only tell everyone what I was going through.
The way I really felt about-
“Pervert!”
A woman’s voice squealed.
We all looked and here came Lay, stumbling down the aisle of the plane, holding his nose as it bled.
“What the hell did you do?” Remi asked as he stood up.
Lay put his right hand out. “Don’t come near me. I’m bleeding. This flight attendant is like a ninja.”
“What happened?” I asked.
The flight attendant appeared, her arms crossed.
“What did he do?” Abel asked her.
“Asked for a drink,” she said. “Then he asked for a second. Then he held both drinks and wanted to know if we could have a drink together. Before I could answer he then said he wanted to turn the drinks I poured into body shots. One for my mouth. One for my… somewhere else.”
“Lay,” Coach said. “On the flight?”
“She’s good looking,” Lay said. “Look at this fine specimen of a woman!”
Lay turned, I pointed at him and groaned.
“He’s starting to pitch a tent,” I said.
“Can you do me a favor?” Remi asked the flight attendant.
“What?” she asked.
“Can you hit him again?”
The woman threw a punch like a hockey player.