Bear Meets Girl
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Blayne skated her way through the crowd and threw herself into his arms. Novikov lifted her up, hugging her close.
You were the best! Blayne cheered. Crush noticed that the wolfdog seemed to cheer a lot. Was she a cheerleader in high school?
Did you even see the game? Novikov asked, his smile still there.
What does that have to do with anything? Youre always the best. She hugged the behemoth again and then she spotted Crush. Hi, Crush!
Although Crush wasnt much of a smiler, he couldnt help himself around her. She was just so damn cheerful. Hiya, Blayne.
She smiled, peeking over at Nice Guy, and observed, I see Malone made it up to you.
Yeah, she did.
Blayne leaned in a bit, her arms still around the Marauder, and whispered loudly enough to be heard ten miles away, You look so good with your haircut! Isnt Gwenie the best?
Yes, she is. He motioned to her bruised face. Fistfight?
Nope. Derby training.
Looks tough.
Novikov snorted. Chicks in shorts. Its terrifying.
Shut. Up. Blayne looked back at Crush and asked with all sincerity, And why didnt you tell me youre Cellas boyfriend?
Even though Crush wasnt and he was definitely freaked out that the rumor had already spread past the hockey players and, it seemed, throughout the Sports Center, the bear in Crush still had to ask, Why?
Why what?
Why would I tell you that?
Because were friends!
We are?
Ya are now, Novikov muttered.
Of course, we are. I like you.
You dont even know me.
Please, Novikov suddenly cut in, dont use bear-logic on her. Its completely ineffectual and brings on tears when she gets frustrated. Just accept she likes you and go about your day.
Is that what you do?
As her father says, There are always bigger battles ahead.
You know, Blayne snapped, I am right here listening to both of you.
Malone walked out of the womens locker room. She wore grey sweatpants and a white T-shirt, her hair and body freshly washed, all her wounds and bruises tended. Crush watched Malone go up on her toes and look over the crowd. When she spotted them, she came over.
Hey.
You did great, baby. Her father hugged her.
Thanks, Daddy. You going out now?
Just for a few drinks with the boys. Gotta get home to your mom. What about you two? He smiled. Bigplans?
You bet. She kissed her father on the cheek. See you later.
Nice Guy Malone held his hand out and Crush shook it. It was really nice meeting you, Lou.
You, too, sir.
Call me Butch. With a wink at his daughter, Mr. Malone walked off.
Cella kept smiling until her father was in the elevators and gone. Then she faced Crush and said, So what do you wanna do tonight?
Uh
Cella!
Malone looked over her shoulder and smiled at the tiger male who came to her side. He wasnt nearly as big as Butch. Crush was guessing he wasnt Siberian, either.
Hey. What are you doing here?
I was a block up meeting with a client.
Lou Crushek, she said, this is Brian Carpenter. My daughters father.
Startled, but having trained years not to show it, Crush nodded. Nice to meet you.
You, too.
And before you ask, Bri, Im not discussing wedding plans with you.
Fine. Bachelorette party then.
Im definitely not discussing that with you.
No strippers, Cella.
Oh, come on!
No. Strippers. I mean it. Are we clear?
You really just came over here to tell me that?
Why else would I come over here? To watch my daughters mother get the shit beaten out of her? I can see that during family get-togethers. Now say it with me ... no strippers. Male or female.
Fine. Whatever.
The tiger smiled. Thanks, beautiful. He kissed her cheek and gave her a quick hug. Gotta go.
And dont forget about tomorrow. We gotta come to an agreement about what were going to get baby girl for her birthday so they can deliver it by Sunday.
I thought we already decided.
We did not decide.
Maybe I already decided.
Really? You wanna go that route with me? Really?
Youre being difficult.
Im always difficult. Thats what you love about me.
Yeah. Right.
He walked off and Malone faced Crush. So, about tonight
Im going home.
Oh. And she had the nerve to look surprised. Okay. Well ... I hope you had a good time.
That Crush couldnt lie about. I had a great time. Thank you.
Youre very welcome. I hope I get to see you around some time.
You were the best! Blayne cheered. Crush noticed that the wolfdog seemed to cheer a lot. Was she a cheerleader in high school?
Did you even see the game? Novikov asked, his smile still there.
What does that have to do with anything? Youre always the best. She hugged the behemoth again and then she spotted Crush. Hi, Crush!
Although Crush wasnt much of a smiler, he couldnt help himself around her. She was just so damn cheerful. Hiya, Blayne.
She smiled, peeking over at Nice Guy, and observed, I see Malone made it up to you.
Yeah, she did.
Blayne leaned in a bit, her arms still around the Marauder, and whispered loudly enough to be heard ten miles away, You look so good with your haircut! Isnt Gwenie the best?
Yes, she is. He motioned to her bruised face. Fistfight?
Nope. Derby training.
Looks tough.
Novikov snorted. Chicks in shorts. Its terrifying.
Shut. Up. Blayne looked back at Crush and asked with all sincerity, And why didnt you tell me youre Cellas boyfriend?
Even though Crush wasnt and he was definitely freaked out that the rumor had already spread past the hockey players and, it seemed, throughout the Sports Center, the bear in Crush still had to ask, Why?
Why what?
Why would I tell you that?
Because were friends!
We are?
Ya are now, Novikov muttered.
Of course, we are. I like you.
You dont even know me.
Please, Novikov suddenly cut in, dont use bear-logic on her. Its completely ineffectual and brings on tears when she gets frustrated. Just accept she likes you and go about your day.
Is that what you do?
As her father says, There are always bigger battles ahead.
You know, Blayne snapped, I am right here listening to both of you.
Malone walked out of the womens locker room. She wore grey sweatpants and a white T-shirt, her hair and body freshly washed, all her wounds and bruises tended. Crush watched Malone go up on her toes and look over the crowd. When she spotted them, she came over.
Hey.
You did great, baby. Her father hugged her.
Thanks, Daddy. You going out now?
Just for a few drinks with the boys. Gotta get home to your mom. What about you two? He smiled. Bigplans?
You bet. She kissed her father on the cheek. See you later.
Nice Guy Malone held his hand out and Crush shook it. It was really nice meeting you, Lou.
You, too, sir.
Call me Butch. With a wink at his daughter, Mr. Malone walked off.
Cella kept smiling until her father was in the elevators and gone. Then she faced Crush and said, So what do you wanna do tonight?
Uh
Cella!
Malone looked over her shoulder and smiled at the tiger male who came to her side. He wasnt nearly as big as Butch. Crush was guessing he wasnt Siberian, either.
Hey. What are you doing here?
I was a block up meeting with a client.
Lou Crushek, she said, this is Brian Carpenter. My daughters father.
Startled, but having trained years not to show it, Crush nodded. Nice to meet you.
You, too.
And before you ask, Bri, Im not discussing wedding plans with you.
Fine. Bachelorette party then.
Im definitely not discussing that with you.
No strippers, Cella.
Oh, come on!
No. Strippers. I mean it. Are we clear?
You really just came over here to tell me that?
Why else would I come over here? To watch my daughters mother get the shit beaten out of her? I can see that during family get-togethers. Now say it with me ... no strippers. Male or female.
Fine. Whatever.
The tiger smiled. Thanks, beautiful. He kissed her cheek and gave her a quick hug. Gotta go.
And dont forget about tomorrow. We gotta come to an agreement about what were going to get baby girl for her birthday so they can deliver it by Sunday.
I thought we already decided.
We did not decide.
Maybe I already decided.
Really? You wanna go that route with me? Really?
Youre being difficult.
Im always difficult. Thats what you love about me.
Yeah. Right.
He walked off and Malone faced Crush. So, about tonight
Im going home.
Oh. And she had the nerve to look surprised. Okay. Well ... I hope you had a good time.
That Crush couldnt lie about. I had a great time. Thank you.
Youre very welcome. I hope I get to see you around some time.
