Page 68 of On Thin Ice

Then she sent me a picture of her in the jersey. Fuck. She looked adorable looking over her shoulder at the camera. Not just adorable. She also looked hot as fuck, and my cock hardened.

Yup. Caveman.

Ally: Figured it would be asking for bad luck if I wore a Strikers jersey to watch your game.

Dom: And I got a hattie, which means you have to wear it every time I play. Hockey players are superstitious, you know?

Ally: LOL. Yeah, I know. Didn’t think you were, though.

I was now.

Dom: I’m not as bad as some guys, like Cheesy.

The Strikers captain was known for how superstitious he was. Had to eat three of everything before a game, among other things.

Ally: Cheesy is totally OTT.

Dom: I’m glad you watched. Everything okay over there?

Ally: Yeah. I’m good. Tired though. Should let you go so I can go to bed.

I would not think about how I wished I was home right now, in bed with her, instead of spending the night here in this empty hotel room.

Dom: Have a good night. I’ll text tomorrow.

Ally: Night.

***

Ally: You okay? That game was rough.

Dom: Apparently, some of Harty’s old teammates didn’t take kindly to me knocking up his sister.

Ally: What? Shit. Greeves did hit you hard. They should’ve ejected him. I’m sorry.

Dom: Not your fault. I’ll be fine.

Ally: Should I call Madison?

Dom: Don’t rat me out to his wife like I’m tattling.

Ally: Is it painful?

Dom: Some ice and I’ll be good for our next game in two days.

Dom: How was your appointment today?

Ally: All good. She’s exactly where she should be in everything.

Dom: I’ll be back in a few days. I might’ve gotten her some presents.

Ally: You can’t keep buying her stuff. This condo is a great size, but if you keep getting her presents, we’ll need a bigger place.

The warmth that bloomed in my chest at herwe’llwas almost overwhelming.

Was I already getting in over my head?

Chapter 13

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