“That’s all.” Webs hadn’t stopped glaring at me since I found where Zee and Soupy had dragged him. For now, he was just sitting on a bench in the concourse. That meant he wasn’t trying to close the distance between us so he could wring my neck or rip my head off my shoulders or any of the much more horrifying things involving certain parts of my anatomy I’d been imagining ever since Kally had put the idea of taking Katie to prom in my head this afternoon. I didn’t expect he would stay there very... long. Not with the energy vibrating off him like it was. You could almost see it pinging through the air around him. Zee was sitting next to him, and Soupy was standing off to the side—by all appearances, both of them ready to hold him back if needed. I didn’t attempt to delude myself that they were doing it for my sake. It was for Katie, just like my somehow finding the balls to ask her and then coming here to talk to Webs about it was for Katie. It was like Jim Sutter, our GM, was always saying: the Portland Storm wasn’t just a team and a business.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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