Hockey Hunk: Loving the Puckers, #4

By Kat Obie

Out on the ice, the season's going great, but in the locker room the pranks are getting out of hand. It was time for me to remind everyone not to mess with me— so I came up with a prank the team, and my best friend, would never forget.
Renee Weber is my best friend's sister. And like me, she's also ready to teach her brother a lesson. Together, we work out the ultimate April Fool's prank— telling everyone that Renee is having my baby.
Our plan works perfectly, except for the part where I fall for Little Weber.
What's the worst that could happen? Either lose my best friend or Renee. Quite frankly, I don't know which one is worse.
It's not in my DNA to lose so I'll have to come up with something big. I'll pull out a win one way or another.

Hockey Hunk is your best friend's sister romance filled with sexy hockey players where a fake pregnancy prank goes horribly awry— or did it go perfectly?
Grab the fourth novella in the Loving the Puckers series for hockey-filled dreams tonight.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Kat Obie
• Release date: Aug 27, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223315223

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Chapter 1

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Matt

I shouldn't say it, but I loved getting off the ice. Not because I hated playing hockey—quite the opposite. I loved hanging out with my buddies from the team, and practice just got in the way of the fun.

I tried to get off the ice quickly, since I didn't want to give Klaus Lagerfield or Colton Weber a chance to prank me. I had less to fear from Webs since he was my best friend, but there was always that risk of being the target of the next prank, especially with April Fool’s Day coming up.

Getting back to my stall, I noticed that my pants were missing straight away. I got out of my stuff and just hung out in my boxers as I waited for the pranksters to enter the locker room. Lager walked by first.

I tossed a towel at his head. Where are they, jackass?

It wasn't me, although now I wish I did it, but you got to ask Weber for them back. He snickered as he snapped the towel my way. You're so easy to rile Shoresy.

I could be at times. I liked my routine, and when things got shifted, I got pissed. But I needed that routine to help keep me focused on stuff and not forget things.

I waited for Weber to get into the locker room, but he was probably canoodling with his girlfriend in her locker room. None of us had any idea how long she would be with the team. She'd been a damn good goalie for us, but she was up against some stiff competition with Riker for the backup job if he got out of rehab okay. Lily was good for Webs.

Webs finally walked in ten minutes later. Dude, where's your pants?

I shot him a look. Give them back. I know you took them. K sold you out.

His head turned to the left towards Klaus's stall. Lager . . . We had a deal. If he asked, it was Gavin who stole his shit.

Yo! Leave me out of your shit, I heard Gavin shout out while Webs cracked up. Almost immediately, there was a string of curses from Gavin. We all stared at the rookie to see him pulling out my missing track pants from the back of his cubby. Dude, I had nothing to do with it. I swear.

I still didn't know what to make of Gavin. When he first came to the team, he had such a chip on his shoulder. Although lately, that chip only came out when he was on the ice. He'd been pretty chill lately and even cozying up to Lager, Webs, and myself since he started dating Lager's little sister.

I quickly pulled the pants over my boxers. Now I could do some lifting and forget about the guys stealing my pants.

Of course, the pranks didn't end there. I went to put on my shoes, and they were actually hammered into the bench. No wonder Klaus and Weber had a deal. You assholes. I liked those shoes.

Klaus and Webs were laughing their asses off. They were the only two people left in the locker room, since we were scheduled to either be in the video room or the weight room.

I glared at Webs, knowing that he took the pants. He raised his hands defensively. That was actually Klaus.

I wasn’t sure I bought the fact that he was innocent about the shoes. I'm going to get you back.

Regardless, I was pissed and it was time to remind the guys that there were players you didn’t prank since they would either explode or take it too far. It was time to make sure everyone knew not to mess with me. I would take it a step or two too far.

I had the perfect idea for a prank in mind, but I needed Webs' little sister Renee for the assist. Thankfully, in one of my most brilliant drunken moves, we had swapped telephone numbers. I hung out with Little Weber whenever she came out to visit her brother. She was beautiful and funny.

I ducked into one of the conference rooms that weren’t in use at this hour and gave her a call. I wasn't sure she would be able to pick up due to her job at the hospital. The hockey gods must have been smiling down on me, because she picked up almost immediately. Hey, you. Everything all good?

I started to scratch the back of my neck. Yup, but I need to ask you a favor.

Renee

I was lounging on my sofa and reading a book when I heard my phone go off. It was weird to see Matt Shoresy's name pop up on my phone. He was my brother's best friend. We'd chatted a few times since my last trip to visit Colton. Anytime he called, I would think the worst, like my brother was at the hospital, even though most of the time he was just checking in with me.

My interest piqued when he asked for a favor. What's the favor?

So, your brother and Lager have been relentless with the pranks lately and I want payback.

I laughed. Colton had always been a bit of a prankster in the locker room at school. Since Lager joined the team, Colton had increased his pranks because he had a partner in crime. How big are you talking about?

Fake pregnancy big.

I was so glad that I wasn't drinking anything at that moment, although I still choked on my saliva. Once I could form a cohesive thought, I asked, Seriously? A fake pregnancy?

Yup. He was so calm about the idea. This was going to have consequences. They were best friends, and there was no way Colton would be cool with the idea of me sleeping with Shoresy. If he hadn’t been my brother’s friend, I might have tried to make a move on him since he was totally my type.

Okay, what's the plan? Besides, why do you want to do something this big? What has Colton done to deserve this? I was all questions at this point, but I had to stop asking them so he could answer.

Mainly things are adding up. He and Lager thought it was hysterical to hide my pants and nail my favorite sneakers to my stall earlier today. So, I want to make sure those two won't ever mess with me again, and this was my first idea. Please tell me you’ll do it.

I could see that adding up after a while. The idea was huge, but what did he want from me? It's not exactly easy to fake a pregnancy.

Sure it is. We all got super drunk when you came over for All-Star break. Webs passed out before we did. Easy to claim we did something after we put him to bed. All I need you to do is come into town proclaiming that you’re pregnant. Then we play it from there.

The plan would actually work. The only tricky thing was that I might need to show a sonogram. Then again, Lisa was pregnant again and she went to see Kristy for her sonograms. I was sure my two besties would be willing to pull a few strings. So, when were you thinking of doing this?

April Fool's weekend.

"Wait, what? You want to do it over April Fool's?