Fiction | Romance | Sweet Romance
What are you up to next Friday? (Part 2 of 3)
“Ouch. That must’ve hurt.”
The following week, Patrick ordered two coffees. As he waited, he spotted Becky outside the window, sitting at their table.
He opened the door and set a coffee on the table in front of Becky.
“Flannel suits you,” she said.
He wore a red and black flannel shirt with a pair of jeans.
“How’d you get that tare in your pants?” she asked.
“Ice hockey,” he replied. “I wore these a couple years back when playing with some friends. There’s a pond behind my friend Al’s house that freezes over every year. I was goalie. I skidded across the ice to block a shot.”
“Did you block it?”
“I took a puck to the knee and saved the day.”
“Ouch. That must’ve hurt.” She took a sip of her coffee. “This is great. Thank you.”
“I’m glad you like it. I went with their flavor of the day. My knee hurt for a while. If I remember correctly, we called that the last play of the game. My team, if you could even call it that, won.”
She raised her coffee.
