Page 85 of Body Shot

“Jesus.” He’s still breathing hard. “That was fast.”

I sigh happily. “But so, so good.”

“Yes. Yes, it was.”

He rolls to the side but pulls me into his arms, and I nestle right against my favorite place—the hollow of his shoulder.

“I knew I would miss you, but I wasn’t expecting…this.”

“This what?” He strokes his fingers down my back, making me shiver. “For me to be so desperate to get inside of you that I risk getting fined by my coach?”

“I told you not to get in trouble!” I say, smacking his hip.

“And I told you nothing was going to stop me from touching you.” He kisses the top of my head. “Besides, what Coach doesn’t know won’t hurt him. Although he’ll probably figure it out when he sees you after the game tonight.”

“Should I just meet you later at the hotel?” I ask worriedly.

“Baby, I’m teasing. It’s fine. Technically, I should be napping. But I’d much rather do this.”

I sigh and nestle deeper. “Me too.”

“Can you drive me to arena?”

“Sure. I was going to pick up my parents, so we could ride into the city together, but I’ll tell them you came in early and that we’re already together.”

“Okay. Their names are at Will Call so they won’t have a problem getting in. There’s a parking pass too.”

“Thank you.”

We lie there for a few minutes, basking in a comfortable silence.

It feels so good to be together again.

Like we just saw each other a few days ago.

Part of me had worried that things might be different after a month apart, but that definitely isn’t the case. If anything, we’re even more in sync than before, which says something.

“I guess we have to get going,” he says finally. “As much as I hate to move.”

“It’s okay.” I pull away and sit up, fluffing my hair. “Do I look freshly fucked?”

“You do.” He gives me a long, lazy once over. “And it’s fucking beautiful.”

“I need to fix that, though. I don’t mind looking this way for you, but I don’t want to show up to the arena looking like I just rolled out of bed—” I put a finger on his lips before he can respond. “—no matter how sexyyouthink it is.”

He laughs, nipping at my finger. “Fine. I’ll have you looking like this again later tonight, so I’m not worried about it.”

“I’m still staying at the hotel with you, right? I brought a bag.”

“Yes. We have all day tomorrow together, and you just have to drop me off at the airport early on Sunday so I can fly out to meet up with the team in Montreal.”

“Not a problem.” I pause, peering at him. “What do you want to do tomorrow?”

He laughs. “Is that a trick question?”

“We can’t do that all day.” Oh, who am I kidding? Of course, we can. “Okay, stop laughing… I know wecan, but are we really going to spend the whole day in bed? You have to feed me at some point.”

“Absolutely. Let’s go out to dinner.”

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