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The Centaurs were at the wedding. There hadn’t been a lot of time for socializing during the off season, but the hockey husbands had been to a couple team events and hung out individually with a few of the other players.
Somehow everything changed when training camp started.
Shane seemed on edge around Ilya. Ilya seemed to take great pleasure in pushing Shane’s buttons. “One more McGriddle and we’re getting a divorce” was a common refrain in the locker room.
Shane was particularly annoyed when Ilya pressed for PDA. The team kept telling him they were fine with handholding or a little peck on the cheek. “It’s not about you” was the curt reply.
It was worse on the ice. “Weak backhand” and “slow” kept getting mentioned. While Shane was muttering things like “Slavic fuck boy show off” and “best player my ass”. The team was concerned that the relationship wasn’t going to survive playing together.
Then they noticed the behavior stopped the minute they hit the parking lot. Suddenly they were all over each other. At the pre-preseason BBQ at Bood’s, Shane was again in Ilya’s lap. Evidently Wyatt had said something to Lisa about the shift in behavior and it got a snort laugh out of her.
“You mean to tell me you big strong hockey men have never seen foreplay before?”