Page 33 of Frozen Play

We were almost at the 401 when I got to the family messages.

Shit. I hadn’t realized that the family CAA membership meant they knew I’d called for a tow on Christmas Eve and where that tow was.

Relax, everyone. Yes, I hit a ditch, but I got the car towed. Spent time at the cottage. No power or internet. Almost back in the city. I’m fine, the car is being repaired.

Hopefully that would keep them from doing anything stupid.

“Everything okay?” Skye asked.

“Yeah. Didn’t realize CAA was the family plan and they found out I called for a tow. Quin threatened to drive up. I told them all I’m fine, but it reminded me why I left.” I smiled at her. “I had a much better time than I would have if I’d stayed in Toronto.”

“Really? Sleeping on couch cushions and on the spare bed in Oscar’s room?”

“Yep.” I’d mostly ignored my shoulder and it had rewarded me by feeling better. I’d still be careful and get the trainers to work on it, but I’d be able to play.

Skye drew in a breath and held it before letting it out in a long sigh.

“Second thoughts?” I asked.

“No. Yes. I mean, it’s more real now that we’re in Toronto. We’re really doing this.”

“What’s bothering you?”

“I started picturing where you lived and imagined some huge mansion and began to freak.”

I reached my hand over and rested it on her leg. “Sorry, no mansion. I don’t make that much. Not like some of the guys on the team. It’s a nice place, four bedrooms, near High Park. I hope you like it.”

A lot of my teammates had condos, for the convenience. I’d roomed with Ducky in his for a couple of years, saving money before finally getting my own place. I loved the outdoor space I had now, and the closeness of High Park. It would be a nice home for a few years, while I searched for my permanent home in Newfell.

Skye’s eyes were big as we got closer to my neighborhood. It was a nice area, and the houses weren’t small. But it wasn’t Bridlepath, where the huge mansions were, so I hoped it wouldn’t be too much for her.

She pulled into the driveway when we finally arrived. “It’s beautiful.”

“Thank you.” I felt proud. “Come on, see inside. It’s not got a lot of furniture yet, since I haven’t been here that long.” A good excuse, but I hadn’t invested much in furniture in any place I’d lived.

I had a service that took care of the maintenance since I traveled so much. They’d cleared the driveway and sidewalk, but there was only a dusting of snow left on the lawn. We grabbed our bags and I led the way to the door. Once it was unlocked, I stepped back to let Skye in first.

She dropped her duffel and pulled off her boots while she looked around. “You weren’t kidding when you said it didn’t have a lot of furniture.”

The dining room was empty, because the kitchen was big enough to eat in. The living room had a huge couch and a couple of chairs, with a TV and games. Curtains to provide privacy and block the light. Everything was brown. That went with the beautiful woodwork in the house which was part of what sold me on it.

“I think it could be a great place, but I haven’t spent the time on it that I should have. Hockey first.”

She turned to face me. “So how are we supposed to fit dating into that?”

“Not gonna lie. It’ll be tough. I don’t have a lot of days off, but I can come north to see you then. I’ll book a place to stay if you don’t want me with you and Oscar.”

“Maybe I can come here sometimes? We’re getting this hotshot investor at the garage, so apparently we can hire someone to help handle the pumps and the store. I can do the admin stuff remotely.”

I reached for her hand to pull her close. “I would love it if you would. In fact, I’ll increase my investment to make it work.” I leaned my head down to rest against hers. “We’re alone. With power. It’s warm and we’ve got no interruptions, so…”

“So…” she repeated then pressed up and kissed me.

We took a moment to figure out the best angle, bumping noses and chins, but then our mouths joined and everything else faded away. My hands moved over her, mapping her form, slipping up under her sweater to feel smooth skin. She did the same, her hands rubbing on my abs, my pecs, passing over my nipples and making me groan into her. My cock grew hard, and I pressed it against her. When she moaned and pressed back, I slipped a leg between hers, letting her ride my thigh.

This was escalating quickly. I pulled my lips away, ready to lead her to my bedroom. Suddenly the doorbell chimed.

“No interruptions?” Her voice was husky, lips swollen. She had red skin around her mouth from my stubble. She looked incredible.

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