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I want to scream and shout for him simply because I feel some small connection to a player on the ice, but I stop myself out of fear that he might actually hear me screaming for him. I know that sounds ridiculous but what if they can actually hear certain fans? What if he were to look up at just the right time and see me? Something tells me that would be the end of our playdates and after the orgasm he gave me a few nights ago, not getting to experience that again would make me very sad.

There. I said it.

I liked falling apart to Bodhi Roche’s touch.

And I’m antsy to do it again.

Knowing Bodhi’s reputation for being the killer player on his last team, I expect him to take the puck all the way down the ice and score the team’s first goal.

But he doesn’t.

Instead, he passes to August who is presently in a position to make the better shot and then advances toward the net to assist him if needed. August fights against a few strong Pittsburgh defensemen and takes the shot but misses as the puck banks off the net. It slides towards Bodhi just in time for him to hook it with his stick, reposition, and shoot for the net and this time it slides right in!

The crowd jumps to their feet. Layken and I do the same. I raise my arms above my head and scream for our home team, so incredibly happy for Bodhi. His shift comes to an end as he races back to the bench where he’s met with a high-fives from his teammates. I smile when my dad gives him a proud slap on the back.

“Aww look. Daddy likes your boyfriend,” Layken teases.

“Oh my God! He is not my boyfriend.”

“Okay…playmate. Does that sound better?” She wags her brows. “I mean don’t tell me you haven’t been sitting here wishing his face was between your legs right now. Look at that man.” She gestures to the where Bodhi is seated on the bench, his helmet off and a Gatorade bottle being lifted to his mouth. Sweat pours down his face but his smile when he looks at the player next to him, and the fire in his eyes…phew. Layken is right. That man is sexy as hell.

“I wasn’t necessarily thinking it until now.”

“Well, you better tell him it’s time for his next lesson as soon as he’s available. And that it’s going to be of the oral variety.”

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

BODHI

We won our game four to one and I am flying high. Scoring the first point of the game was a highlight for me. It set the tone for the rest of the game, which was amazing if I do say so myself.

Which I don’t because the entire team rocked it tonight.

The moment I scored that goal I pictured Corri sitting in the stands cheering me on like I’ve seen Scarlett do for Oliver. For Ledger too since they’re family. I pictured Corri jumping up and down, a bright smile on her face and that look in her eye that sayswe’ll celebrate when you get home. And the more I thought about her being there supporting me, the more I realized I really want that. I want someone in my life who cares about me and supports my endeavors. And I want to be that person for someone else. I want to dote on a woman and bring a smile to her face. I want to be the one she turns to when she’s having a bad day. I want someone I can wrap my arms around and snuggle with when I’m at home. I want that intimate connection with a woman. Someone who can look into my eyes and feel loved. Someone who can trust me one hundred percent.

Someone I can call mine.

“Hey Bodhi!” Ella smiles and waves as she walks down the hall. I’m out of my uniform and about to head to the gym for a quick leg stretch. “Great game! And congrats on that first goal. You were amazing out there!”

Her compliment brings a sincere smile to my face. “Thanks Ella. These guys make me better and I love that I can be a help to the team.”

August follows me out of the locker room headed for the gym too but claps my shoulder when he hears my response to Ella. “Spoken like someone who’s learning what we’re all about around here. Proud of you, Roche.”

“I want to be a team player and I also want to be the best.”

“You’ll never be the best as long as I’m around, Pickle Pants,” Griffin teases, messing up my already wild hair. “But you’re alright, Kid. You stretching?” he asks, hitching his thumb toward the gym doors.

“Yep. I’m coming. See ya, Ella.”

She gives her husband a quick kiss and waves. “See you in a bit guys.”

Once inside the gym the three of us head to the exercise bikes to work our legs before heading out.

“You guys going to Jay’s?” August asks, staring at us I in the mirror as we ride.

“Heck yeah,” Griffin says. “I’ve got to find someone to fuck around with tonight or else it’ll just be me and my fist and what’s the fun in that?”

I hear that.

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