End Game (New York Stars Book 1)

Gray: When we said look after Gracie, we didn’t realize we had to include ‘don’t dick her down in the dressing room for your coach to see.’

Liam: How the fuck do you know about that?

Cole: How else?! Gagné told me.

Cole: It’s spreading over the Eastern Seaboard better than Kow did when he finally got his green card.

Matt: Don’t you mean chlamydia spread?

Cole: Well, let’s face it. Chlamydia definitely became more of a problem with him this side of the border. LOL.

Liam: @Cole, you’re an asshole for telling everyone!

Cole: You did that yourself.

Cole: What the fuck were you thinking?

Liam: I wasn’t!

Matt: Little Liam was, huh?

Liam: Less of the little.

Gray: RUMOR

Liam: What? No pics or it’s a lie? Do you really need to see my dick AGAIN, Gray, because I’m not afraid to share with the class. It’s only gotten bigger since the last time you saw it, hahahaha.

Matt: Apparently, this exhibitionism kink of yours is extending to incest. I’m scared. I’m going to tell Hanna.

Gray: LMAO. In the family chat?! PLEASE.

Liam: I’m not talking to her.

Matt: Ohhh, yeah. I forgot about that.

Gray: Even though it’s your birthday tomorrow?

Gray: And you know she’ll send cake.

Cole: I’ll eat the cake if you don’t want it.

Liam: Greedy asshole.

Cole: Hey, I’m not afraid of refined sugar like you are, OLD MAN.

Liam: Fuck off.

Gray: Seriously, though. You’re not going to take her call? She always phones on birthdays.

Liam: Gotta back my shit up, guys. Hanna treats Gracie like crap.

Cole: :/

Cole: But I’d still eat the cake if she overnighted it.

Cole: Hint: I take donations.

Liam: I’ll be too busy to answer a call. We’re heading to Coney Island.

Liam: Gracie and I are spending the day there.

Cole: Dude, I can’t get you to the golf course for eighteen holes and you’re heading to Coney fucking Island?!

Liam: I’m going to TRY to go there.

Matt: Still struggling, huh?

Gray: I guess we were hoping Gracie had a magic pussy that’d make everything better.

Liam: Firstly, if you mention Gracie and the word pussy in the same sentence again, I’ll wing my way down to Tucson to beat the crap out of you.

Liam: Secondly, as magical as it might be, it’s not that magical lol.

Gray: Boo.

Liam: Yeah. But one day at a time, right?

Cole: Can we build up to you playing a round of golf with me?

Liam: Never gonna happen.

Cole: Aim high!

Liam: Golf = aiming low.

Matt: You’re the only hockey player alive who doesn’t like golf, you freak.

Gray: So, the plan is for you to head to Coney Island AFTER Bradley puts you through the punishment of your life?

Liam: Pray for me.