17. Miller & Scout
Miller: How’s my girlfriend doing?
Scout: Wow. You’re really leaning into this, huh?
Miller: Of course I am. It’s a first for me.
Scout: I still can’t believe that.
Miller: Well, it’s true. Sadly.
Scout: But you’re you. It makes no sense.
Miller: Believe it or not, I used to be shy.
Scout: Not. I definitely do not believe that.
Scout: I honestly cannot fathom it.
Miller: It’s true. I didn’t really start coming out of my shell until I hit the NHL. It was the first time I didn’t have to be under my parents’ constant watch and control.
Scout: I suppose that checks out.
Scout: It’s still hard to believe you weren’t always a relentless flirt.
Miller: Relentless is a good word for it. Wore you down, that’s for sure.
Scout: Ugh. Don’t remind me.
Miller: That you’re my girlfriend?
Miller: Because you’re my girlfriend, Scout.
Scout: You’re loving that word, huh?
Miller: So much.
Scout: I’m glad. Now, leave me alone so I can work, boyfriend.
Miller: Sure thing…girlfriend.
Scout: You’re exhausting.
Miller: I can exhaust you.
Scout: You already do.
Miller: Wait.
Miller: That wasn’t a compliment, was it?
Scout: *zips lips*
Miller: Whatever. I’m taking it as one.
Scout: Shocker.
* * *
Miller: I could really go for one of your vanilla cold brew coffees this morning.
Scout: You know that’s not a specialty drink only the truck has, right? You can order it pretty much anywhere.
Miller: Yeah, but it’s not the same.
Miller: Plus, I’d feel like I’m cheating on you or something.
Miller: And I am NOT cheating on you, by the way.
Miller: Not with donuts or coffee or sex.
Miller: Not that we’ve had sex yet, but still.
Miller: NO CHEATING.
Scout: Miller?
Miller: Yeah?
Scout: Shut up.
Miller: That’s fair.
Miller: Kind of got myself worked up there, huh?
Scout: Maybe a little.
Scout: But I’m happy to know you’re not cheating on me.
Scout: Donuts or otherwise.
Miller: I never would. Some of these guys…the shit they do…I hate it. I don’t ever want to be that person. Not like your ex.
Scout: Trust me, you’re nothing like him.
Miller: Because my dick is totally bigger, right?
Scout: JESUS
Miller: It’s Miller.
Scout: You can’t just send me random texts like that!
Miller: What? Is it not true?
Scout: You’re fishing.
Miller: I am. Are you going to take the bait?
Scout: Nah.
Miller: I’ll just assume it is then.
Scout: Anyone tell you you’re exhausting yet today?
Miller: Just Greer. And Smith. Then Rhodes and Wright. Lowell’s the only one who has been nice.
Scout: He has a baby at home. Nothing annoys him anymore.
Miller: Fair assessment.
Miller: Shit. Coach is calling. Video-chat later?
Scout: I’m still not having phone sex with you, Miller.
Miller: BOO!
* * *
Scout: Hey, Miller?
Scout: Your dick is bigger.
Miller: I FUCKING KNEW IT!
* * *
Miller: I miss you.
Scout: I miss you too.
Scout: You totally screenshot that, didn’t you?
Miller: 100%
Miller: I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.
Scout: I can’t either. Good night, Miller.
Miller: Good night, girlfriend.