Ashton’s POV
We won, we f.ucking won! Four goals to three, thanks to a steller of a pass from Marcus right to my stick as I skated past the Red Wings goal.
Washing off in the showers, the hot water beats down on my tense skin while my team mates holler and cheer around me, but all I can think about is my girls watching me at home. I hope Beth stayed up till the end! When the puck slid past the opposing goalie’s knee, I raised my glove to my mouth, kissed it, and pointed straight at the cameras that were aimed on me, mouthing, ‘that one was for you baby.’
‘F.ucking perfect goal Cap, it was mwah!’ Kane yells from beside me, doing a chefs kiss before reaching over and thumping me on the back as I wash the suds from my skin.
I grin happily, ‘all down to the Demolition man, without that pas
