Total pages in book: 93
Estimated words: 86367 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 86367 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 432(@200wpm)___ 345(@250wpm)___ 288(@300wpm)
The crowd cheers as we skate onto the ice, but I look up to where I know the seats are. She’s sitting there looking at the ice and clapping with everyone else. She smiles at me, and my heart speeds up, but I have to lock it away for the next sixty-plus minutes. The only time I look up at her is when I skate on the ice at the beginning of the periods. Luckily for us, we win four to two. At the end of the third period, I rush like a madman to get out of my equipment just to get to her.
I shower, putting on my suit—but not the tie—before going into the family room where the wives or girlfriends all hang out waiting for the men to be finished. I pull open the door and spot her sitting on the couch with her phone in her hand while a couple of conversations happen around her.
I walk in, and a couple of the kids call my name, so she looks up from her phone. I high-five the kids as I make my way over to her. She stands up and tucks away the phone in her purse. My arm wraps around her waist, pulling her to me. “Hi, gorgeous,” I greet her breathlessly before I kiss her lips softly. Totally not how I want to kiss her, but too many kids and families are here for me to slide my tongue into her mouth.
“Hi,” she says, wiping my lips with her thumb to get the lip gloss off my lips.
The smile fills her face, and my cock gets hard. “Shall we get out of here?” I ask, and she nods her head.
“Lead the way.” She looks over at Katie. “Thank you so much for being so kind.”
“You are more than welcome.” Katie smiles at her.
I slide my hand in hers as I pull her out of the room. I step into the long hallway, looking at people walking around. The equipment people grab and sort through things. I see a couple of the players doing media interviews, when I look over and see her side-eye me with a smirk. “What are you smirking about?”
“Nothing,” she denies, looking down at her feet and then looking over at me. “Just, you are really sexy in a suit.”
“You’ve seen me in a suit before.” I walk toward the door that leads to the garage.
“Yes,” she agrees as I open the door with my hand and hold the top of it. I wait for her to walk through it, but I’m not willing to give up holding her hand. “But now that I’ve seen what’s under the suit, it’s sort of even sexier.” My cock wakes up, knowing that not only is she here but I’m touching her. I walk over to the passenger side of the truck. “I mean, you are obviously sexier naked,” she continues talking, pushing me to the brink.
Instead of opening her door for her, I’m pressing her against it. I put my hands on top of the truck, framing her head. Her hands come up to my chest. “I missed you,” I finally say what I’ve wanted to say the last fucking week. I stopped myself every single time, trying not to push her, but maybe her showing up here means she missed me too. I lean down and rub my nose with hers. “So fucking much.” I close the distance and finally kiss her the way I want to kiss her. My tongue slides into her mouth, and we groan. One hand moves from beside her head to around her waist. She moves one of her hands from my chest to the back of my neck. I turn my head to the side, deepening the kiss, and then I hear laughter from the side of me.
“Hey, Richards.” I turn my head, letting go of her and seeing Kenny, one of my teammates. “Media is coming out.” He motions with his head to the side door.
I nod at him. “Thanks, buddy,” I say, opening the passenger door. I wait for her to get in before I lean in and kiss her lips. “I’m so fucking happy you’re here. It’s like the Tooth Fairy and Santa Claus came on the same day.”
She laughs, and I lean in to kiss behind her ear. “I mean, if you added in the Easter Bunny, I would think you were really, really fucking happy I’m here.”
“All holidays,” I tell her, closing the door and getting into the driver’s seat. “If I knew you were coming, I would have used the car and not the pickup.” I start the truck, and I can’t help but grab her hand in mine. “I can’t believe you’re here.” I kiss her hand before pulling out of the garage.