Page 24 of Puck It!

Jax serves his time in the box for fighting before he is turned loose back on the ice, and when he does return, it’s like he got a power nap. He finishes a play with the team before the intermission buzzer goes off, ending second period, and it’s now my time to leave.

I walk to the glass next to the hallway he’s about to go down when he gets off the ice, and wait for him.

Jax sees me standing here and stops at the glass in front of me, holding his gaze with mine.

"I have to go; I’ll see you later."

He curls that sinful cocky smile with his words, "I can’t fucking wait."

I bite my lip, before I shoot him a wink before I turn and walk away.

Oh, he is in for a big WET surprise tonight.

The Show

Macie

My nerves have worked their way in, causing me to pace a little in my dressing room. I’m excited for the night, don’t get me wrong, I am, but the tricks I do on silks take a lot of concentration. I have to avoid looking at Jax, since he likes to make me laugh so much, I have to, until it’s time for me to have a little fun.

Boy is he in for a surprise tonight.

I make my way from my room, down the hall before I get to the curtains. I look out and see they have all arrived. Good thing, the show starts in a few minutes.

"You ready for this girl?" I swallow hard with Bree's question, before a smile curls, as she steps beside me.

"Hell yeah."

"Alright, get up there girl, it’s time." I nod to her, looking out at Jax looking fine as fuck with his hat back, leaned back in the chair, all carrying smiles and laughs, knowing that must mean they won; At least I hope.

Keri steps beside me and wiggles her fingers as our gaze locks, returning it I suck in a deep breath before I walk behind the curtain where my aerial silk hangs.

I jump up, grabbing up as far as I can before I start to wrap the silk around my waist and legs in a particular order, each wrap taking me higher in the air, until I am out of sight in the ceiling curtains.

With the silk wrapped around my waist, I look down at the floor below me, my hand gripped around the silk, holding myself in place, the audience not able to see me yet. The music starts.

I wait for my time, before…

My hand lets go of the silk, and my body begins to fall, twirling, unraveling from the silk, falling to the floor, before the silk tightens, catching me before I smack the floor, my hand covers my mouth as if to say.. oops, with my big, shocked eyes, looking out to the audience, the humor in our dance.

I don’t have time to see anything else, as I reach up and grab my silk, lifting my body, unraveling the silk from my waist, lifting myself with my arms, I slowly pull myself up the silk, until my legs go out, the silk between my legs, I hang from the silk, like I would the pole, but this is a lot more to it.

Twirling my leg around the silk, I let go with my hands and let the silk wrapped around my leg hold my weight, I finally get a chance to look into the crowd as my head falls back.

The girls on the poles around me, my eyes fall to Jax’s hard stare on me, causing me to smile, before my hand is back around the silk, and my leg unravels from the silk.

Continuing many tricks, hanging from the ceiling, the silk sliding across my barely covered skin, tight at times, but this is one my favorite things to do, aerial silk. Each trick is slow in transition, seductive, timed with the music, the girls doing tricks on the poles around me, and the high I love getting from this all consumes me.

Wrapping the silk around my waist, my legs, the more silk I use, the higher I get, but I need that height for my last trick.

Finishing my way up the silk, wrapping and rolling my way up, my head falls back, hanging upside down.

Letting my hands go, I hang from the silk upside down until I move my foot, letting out my loop. I fall headfirst to the floor, the silk catching me again right before I hit. That famous humorous hand over the mouth with my big, shocked eyes. The girls all doing something similar to my trick, ending our routine.

I fucking rock that; Taking a deep breath, as I continue the unraveling of my silks, before my feet finally touch the floor beneath me. Looking over at the section everyone is sitting at, and my mother looks like she has seen a ghost and I quietly laugh to myself, my eyes catching a quick glimpse of Jax, avoiding any eye contact, knowing what is about to happen very soon for him.

I exit the stage and I get to skip the next dance, so I catch my breath and grab a drink, not a virgin one either. I pour myself a shot of Jack, my fav, screwing the cap back on, I pick up the shot glass and press it to my lips, throwing my head back, the spicy amber liquid slides down my throat with ease.

I stay barefooted the rest of the night, I can’t wear heels with the silks, so I just avoid taking them on and off.

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