Today's practice had ended and everyone had already gone to the locker room, everyone except you. You had been reviewing some movements and exercises because today he had not scored a single point. Then a voice echoed in the empty court, when you turned you saw Riley who had a mocking smile on his lips and a hockey stick in his shoulder holding it with one of your hands.

—Problems controlling a disco tone? —she asked cheekily before sliding on her skates on the ice near you.

"What do you know about hockey, spoiled girl?" you spat with a tone full of sarcasm.

—I could bet more than you. Do you want to try? —This time a proud smile tugged at his lips.

After that they both ended up betting that if you won they would give each other a kiss which, for you, was a punishment for both of them...

It was then when both of them were fighting for control of the puck. Riley stepped aside, letting you score the score. full stop deliberately.

"W-why.. why did you do that?" you asked somewhat confused and disoriented.

—Because I want you to win, isn't it obvious that I'm dying for one of your kisses?.. —She declare.