Total pages in book: 88
Estimated words: 82651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82651 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 413(@200wpm)___ 331(@250wpm)___ 276(@300wpm)
His response was simple and told me he liked that fantasy a lot, even if it would never come true.
A picture of him stroking his beautiful cock.
It couldn’t come true, of course, because while Van was playing hockey, he was playing hockey. There’s no way he’d be thinking about me and a vibrator while he was in the middle of a game, and frankly, that’s the way it should be. Growing up in a hockey household, I understand the importance of focusing on the game.
So, yes, the week was good in regard to Van and me. The sex was beyond any fantasy I could conjure up, but overall still rated only good because our time together was hampered.
While the week began well, it turned amazing last night when Lucas called me to tell me he and Stephanie were back together. I have never heard him sound happier in my life, and that meant I was supremely happy.
It apparently took Stephanie getting hit by a car yesterday to wake Lucas the fuck up. He found out minutes after landing in New Jersey for game three. He walked off the team plane and got right back on the next commercial one headed back to Raleigh.
Thankfully, Stephanie is okay. She took a bump to the head and fractured her wrist, but Lucas assured me she was fine. More important, their baby was fine. He spent the night with her and is headed back to New Jersey this morning. I’m on Stephanie-sitting duty for rest of the day until I have to go to work. Then Jules is going to stay the night with her. According to Lucas, she was not happy about this because she’s all stubborn and independent, but he apparently laid the down law and surprisingly, she chose to behave.
I knock on the door to Stephanie’s apartment, and within moments it’s being swung open by Lucas. His face is already bearing a grin as wide as the Grand Canyon, and I can’t help but give him all my teeth in return.
Then I’m jumping into a huge bear hug so I can whisper in his ear, “I’m so happy for you, Lucas. So fucking happy.”
He squeezes me so hard I gasp for air, and then he’s releasing me. He nods toward the small living room and I see Stephanie curled up on a chair smiling at me.
“Hey, you,” I say as I walk over toward her. I note the slight bump and welt on her forehead, which has turned purple, and the short cast on her left wrist. It doesn’t look that bad actually, as her fingers aren’t even swollen, and I let out a sigh of relief now that I’ve seen her with my own eyes.
Then my eyes stay pinned on her fingers.
The fourth one to be exact, and my jaw drops open as I take in the huge sparkler there.
I turn to Lucas, still speechless. Back to Stephanie, still not able to talk. She grins back at me and holds her casted arm out so I can take a closer look.
Stepping forward, I carefully let her fingers rest on my hand and I bend over the diamond engagement ring. Sliding my gaze up to hers, I blink away my tears and whisper, “You two got engaged.”
“We got engaged,” Stephanie confirms with a choked voice.
“Oh wow,” I say as I turn back to smile at Lucas. I nod to the ring. “You did good, brother.”
“Nah,” he says with a wave of his hand. “Stephanie makes that ring look good.”
Oh shit. I think I might swoon. I briefly think of Van, and I’d probably pass out if he ever said something like that about me. I might like some raunchy sex, and I’m pretty free spirited when it comes to that stuff, but deep down…I’m a fucking romantic at heart. I know that’s not possible with Van, so it’s nice to get my fill of it from watching my brothers and their women.
“Okay, I have to get going to the airport,” Lucas says, and Stephanie stands up from her chair. I turn my back on them and walk into the kitchen, giving them privacy. When I sneak a glance at them, they’re just wrapped up in each other’s arms, silently holding each other.
Fucking swoon.
Finally, Lucas gives her a soft kiss with his palms holding her head. When he pulls back, he says, “You rest, okay?”
She nods. “Okay.”
“I’m serious,” he says sternly.
“And you’ve got my guard dogs assigned,” she retorts with a glare, and that makes me snicker. Lucas just grins at her and kisses her hard this time.
I putter around the kitchen looking through the fridge and cupboards for something to make Stephanie for lunch later. It seems to take forever for Lucas to get out the door. They keep hugging and kissing, and it turns from swoony to just plain ridiculous.