“You are such a dumb f**k,” my teammate Teddy says with a laugh. “s**t, this is gold.”
Sliding into my seat, I grab the pint glass in front of me and take a long gulp of beer while I wait for the laughter coming from my teammates to subside.
My prize, the ice princess, has been escorted backstage for who knows what, so I’ve rejoined my teammates at the table—my teammates who are all currently making fun of me. Fuckers.
Fuckers.“Why’s that?” I ask. It’s tradition for the rookies on the team to bid on the ice princess, and I’m not one to buck tradition. I’m damn happy to have a spot on this team’s roster, and I’m not about to f**k it up by breaking protocol.
“Because that hot little number you just bid on?” Teddy says with a sly smile that lights up his entire face. “Is Coach Allen’s dau
