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Confused Mickey looked at a ref and a hockey player costume on the bed.
“Umm, Red…the fuck is this?”
Ian chuckled, “Blame it on the book club.”
“Um, so I am a hockey player?” Mick asks, looking them over again.
“Yup.”
“Why?”
Ian walks up and wraps his arms around Mickey, “It has to do with what August calls Nico in the book we read.”
Mickey turned his head to see him, “Annnnnddd…Trying to buy a damn clue here.”
Ian nuzzled Mickey’s neck, “He calls him a menace, you are my menace. And I wouldn’t want it any other way.