Bear Meets Girl
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Still safe to go with the head shake.
And it doesnt help shes all cute and adorable and sweet. Last week, do you know what she brought into my house? My nice, pristine, perfect house? An alley cat. Not a cheetah. Or some leopard. An actual cat that lives in the alley behind my building. She wants to keep it. A cat! Shes a wolfdog and she wants to have a cat!
Crushek has a dog and hes a bear.
Novikov looked at him. You have a dog?
Its just a foster.
Hes said that for three fucking years.
I want to make sure she gets the right home!
Do you have other foster dogs? Novikov asked him.
No.
Then shes your dog.
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. MacRyrie and Van Holtz stepped in with welcoming smiles. Then they saw Novikov. The smiling stopped.
There was some snarling as the pair got settled and the doors closed. Crush saw MacRyrie nudge Van Holtz, then casually say to Novikov, Youre kind of late.
Without missing a beat, Novikov threw down his equipment and the two bears went at each other. Crush and Conway grabbed Novikov from behind, trying to pull him off MacRyrie while Van Holtz did the same with the grizzly. The problem was, they were locked on and neither seemed ready to back off.
Then the elevator stopped and the doors once again opened. Thats when Crush saw Cella standing there with Smith, Dr. Davis, and several of Cellas female teammates.
Smirking, Cella stared at the five males in the elevator before asking the women with her, Show of hands for anyone else whos had this fantasy before.
He wasnt exactly surprised when all those hands went up.
Once off the elevator, Crush introduced her to his old partner. She was sure the man had a first name, but Crush only said, This is Conway. She didnt bother busting his balls about it. She had the feeling it was a guy thing.
Everything all right? she asked him.
Yep. He smiled down at her. Actually its better now.
Awwwwww, said the entire hallway filled with shifters.
He has a gun, she announced. Ill let him use it.
When everyone went back to his or her own business, Cella went up on her toes and hugged the big bear. Im glad youre here.
Uh-huh.
She leaned back a bit, looking up into his face. You dont believe me?
I believe I just saw Smith sidle on outta here. Whys she lurking?
Wow. Cella was truly impressed. Most people, including Cella and even Van Holtz, never actually saw Smith go anywhere unless she wanted to be seen. The girlhad a skill. Sissy Mae called her The Ghost. It was an accurate description.
Are you going to tell me whats going on?
Im probably just being paranoid.
Ive known a lot of paranoid people, Malone. Youre not paranoid.
I felt like someone was following me.
Then they probably were. Dont worry. By the time the games over, youll have protection.
But
No. Dont wanna hear it. Crush leaned down and kissed her cheek. Ill see you after the game.
Okay.
Conway came over to them, holding up a Carnivores T-shirt. Check it out. I got like six team signatures.
I thought you were a Minnesota fan.
Cella looked the coyote over. Youre a Minnesota fan? Arent they all like bears? She glanced up at Crush. No offense.
I am a Minnesota fan. But I can sell this bad boy for a fortune.
Wheres the loyalty, canine?
He has none, Crush explained. Hes from Jersey.
Ohhh.
The polar pointed at her. Good luck.
Thanks.
Crush turned to head off to the elevator with his coyote friend when Novikov walked up. Where are you going?
Both men stopped and slowly faced the hybrid.
To our seats.
The shit seats?
Cella rolled her eyes. Dont pick on him about his seats.
Now Novikov looked at her. What kind of girlfriend are you?
A pretend one.
Novikov frowned. Youre so weird.
This has been established.
Here. Novikov handed over two badges hanging from chains.
Crushs eyes grew wide, his mouth dropping open. I ... I cant take
Before he could even finish, the coyote snatched the badges from Crushs hand and slapped him in the face with the game program.
Thanks! Conway said, grinning widely. Really appreciate it, man.
I dont know you, Novikov said. Its for him. You just happen to be with him.
Yeah, Cella could see what Blayne Thorpe saw in the man. Hed never lie to you. He was too direct.
Thanks, Cella said, winking at him.
You should have thought of it yourself.
Dont piss me off before we hit the ice, mutt.
Shaking his head, always looking a little disgusted by everyone around him, the hybrid walked off.
And it doesnt help shes all cute and adorable and sweet. Last week, do you know what she brought into my house? My nice, pristine, perfect house? An alley cat. Not a cheetah. Or some leopard. An actual cat that lives in the alley behind my building. She wants to keep it. A cat! Shes a wolfdog and she wants to have a cat!
Crushek has a dog and hes a bear.
Novikov looked at him. You have a dog?
Its just a foster.
Hes said that for three fucking years.
I want to make sure she gets the right home!
Do you have other foster dogs? Novikov asked him.
No.
Then shes your dog.
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. MacRyrie and Van Holtz stepped in with welcoming smiles. Then they saw Novikov. The smiling stopped.
There was some snarling as the pair got settled and the doors closed. Crush saw MacRyrie nudge Van Holtz, then casually say to Novikov, Youre kind of late.
Without missing a beat, Novikov threw down his equipment and the two bears went at each other. Crush and Conway grabbed Novikov from behind, trying to pull him off MacRyrie while Van Holtz did the same with the grizzly. The problem was, they were locked on and neither seemed ready to back off.
Then the elevator stopped and the doors once again opened. Thats when Crush saw Cella standing there with Smith, Dr. Davis, and several of Cellas female teammates.
Smirking, Cella stared at the five males in the elevator before asking the women with her, Show of hands for anyone else whos had this fantasy before.
He wasnt exactly surprised when all those hands went up.
Once off the elevator, Crush introduced her to his old partner. She was sure the man had a first name, but Crush only said, This is Conway. She didnt bother busting his balls about it. She had the feeling it was a guy thing.
Everything all right? she asked him.
Yep. He smiled down at her. Actually its better now.
Awwwwww, said the entire hallway filled with shifters.
He has a gun, she announced. Ill let him use it.
When everyone went back to his or her own business, Cella went up on her toes and hugged the big bear. Im glad youre here.
Uh-huh.
She leaned back a bit, looking up into his face. You dont believe me?
I believe I just saw Smith sidle on outta here. Whys she lurking?
Wow. Cella was truly impressed. Most people, including Cella and even Van Holtz, never actually saw Smith go anywhere unless she wanted to be seen. The girlhad a skill. Sissy Mae called her The Ghost. It was an accurate description.
Are you going to tell me whats going on?
Im probably just being paranoid.
Ive known a lot of paranoid people, Malone. Youre not paranoid.
I felt like someone was following me.
Then they probably were. Dont worry. By the time the games over, youll have protection.
But
No. Dont wanna hear it. Crush leaned down and kissed her cheek. Ill see you after the game.
Okay.
Conway came over to them, holding up a Carnivores T-shirt. Check it out. I got like six team signatures.
I thought you were a Minnesota fan.
Cella looked the coyote over. Youre a Minnesota fan? Arent they all like bears? She glanced up at Crush. No offense.
I am a Minnesota fan. But I can sell this bad boy for a fortune.
Wheres the loyalty, canine?
He has none, Crush explained. Hes from Jersey.
Ohhh.
The polar pointed at her. Good luck.
Thanks.
Crush turned to head off to the elevator with his coyote friend when Novikov walked up. Where are you going?
Both men stopped and slowly faced the hybrid.
To our seats.
The shit seats?
Cella rolled her eyes. Dont pick on him about his seats.
Now Novikov looked at her. What kind of girlfriend are you?
A pretend one.
Novikov frowned. Youre so weird.
This has been established.
Here. Novikov handed over two badges hanging from chains.
Crushs eyes grew wide, his mouth dropping open. I ... I cant take
Before he could even finish, the coyote snatched the badges from Crushs hand and slapped him in the face with the game program.
Thanks! Conway said, grinning widely. Really appreciate it, man.
I dont know you, Novikov said. Its for him. You just happen to be with him.
Yeah, Cella could see what Blayne Thorpe saw in the man. Hed never lie to you. He was too direct.
Thanks, Cella said, winking at him.
You should have thought of it yourself.
Dont piss me off before we hit the ice, mutt.
Shaking his head, always looking a little disgusted by everyone around him, the hybrid walked off.
