“You know you don’t have to constantly feed me,” she told him from where she perched on the counter.
“I know, but feeding you is a joy, and we just burnt a whole hell of a lot of calories upstairs. So, I’m gonna make sandwiches for us, so you don’t enter any kind of deficit.”
“You’re gonna spoil me,” June murmured.
“It’s a chicken sandwich, June. It’s not special at all.” He paused his sandwich making to press a kiss to her cheek.
“Special, I tell you,” she told him.
They ate where they were, June perched on the counter and he leaned against it, right next to her. When the plate was empty, he put it in his dishwasher before he scooped her up and carried her back up to his bedroom.
Three days after the post amazing sex snack, June carefully led Ara out onto the ice of the college’s practice ring. She held tight to his hands as he got comfortable on the skates.
“You good?” she asked.
“I-I think so. Just… slow?”
“Of course. I’m not gonna let you get hurt,” she promised. She pushed off, skating backwards and slowly pulling him along. “I need you in one piece so when we get back from our roadie, you can help me celebrate.”
“Celebrate? I thought you were doing the pragmatic thing. Remember?”
“Yes, I was. But then Penny stepped up and has been doing really great in the net in practice. She’s a freshman but is making saves, so now I'm hopeful.”
“You guys are gonna do great,” he told her. “I’m gonna follow along as best I can online. And my brother is coming into town on Sunday, so he’ll be rooting for you too.”
“Awww, that’s sweet and totally uncalled for. I’ve never even met the man.”
“I’ve told Atticus all about you. He’s awfully proud that I landed a sports-type person,” Ara joked. “He went on and on about how he wanted to meet you and talk sports things.”
“I know for a fact that you know more about what your brother and I do, more than sports things. You’re entirely too smart to pretend to be that ignorant, darling.”
“You caught me. What’re you going to do with me?”
“I think I’m going to keep you, Ara. How do you feel about that?” She pulled him closer, close enough to kiss.
“I think I’m okay with that. More than okay, really.” Lips connected again, deeper and more passionate.
Loud cheers and whistles made them pull apart. June rested her forehead against his shoulder. “Ready to meet the team?”
“Beyond ready, baby.” He took her hand and gingerly skated over to where the ladies were. June had a blush on her face, and he wore a grin.
And they lived happily ever after…
About the Author
Sheri L. Williams is an author who laughs in the face of genre. She always knew she would be a romance author one day, until she found the macabre that lives in her heart and her brain. Equally as comfortable in her own imagination as she is in the real world, she finds inspiration everywhere. Her stories range from light to dark, then very dark, but always with a touch of romance.
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