Page 93 of The Hat Trick

“He still fights,” I roll my eyes. I will admit it’s less lately, but he’s still aggressive on andoffthe ice.

We clean up from dinner before Audrey announces she’s going to hang out with a few of her friends’ other friends. “I would invite you, but you have some men to congratulate,” she winks at me.

“That’s the real reason you’re leaving, isn’t it?”

She shrugs. “I don’t want you holding back, knowing I can hear you.”

I laugh, she’s ridiculous sometimes, but I get it. She tells me what her cam schedule is, and she tries to do a lot of her work while I’m in the office, but sometimes she just gives me a heads up and I put headphones in.

“You are something else,” I tell her.

“Love you, don’t wait up for me.” She bounces up to her room, I assume to change before she heads out.

I hover my thumb over the group chat with the guys as I debate on what to do. I think of Vince’s text about missing me. And Brent’s who alluded to it as well. And Matt…well, that was almost his own version of saying he misses me.

Chandler: Congratulations on the win!

Matt: All thanks to me.

Chandler: Vince and Brent, you guys were the stars of the game.

Vince: Thank you, baby, you’re mine tonight.

Brent: I’m glad you watched the game.

Matt: I get you tonight, I got a fucking hat trick!

Chandler: I don’t think anyone gets me tonight, since none of you are here.

My phone rings, and it’s Vince’s name that lights it up.

“I still get you tonight, I don’t give a shit what McQuaid says,” he’s speaking low.

“Are you guys all on the bus together right now?” I ask.

“Yup, and as soon as I’m in my room your face is on my phone screen,” his voice gets even lower, “I’m going to make you come without even touching you.”

I bite down on my lower lip to stifle a moan. “That so?”

“Of course. I told you earlier, I miss you and Ireallymiss making you come.”

This. Fucking. Man.

Despite my better judgment I end up admitting, “I might miss you a little bit too.”

“I’ll call you when I’m back in my room,” he says before we hang up.

I see texts from the other two that came through while I was on the phone.

Brent: I can see you pouting from here, quit throwing a tantrum.

Matt: I’m not, you guys are just assholes.

Matt: Not you, Bunny.

Chandler: Congratulations on your hat trick, Matt.

Audrey waves bye as she leaves, and I go to my room to change if Vince is going to FaceTime me. Part of me wants it to be all three of them on the call, I feel like I would feel so powerful, so in control by having them all watching me like that.

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