Page 46 of Enticing

Fucking brothers-in-law are as bad as my brothers.

“Watch it,” I warn, and their faces morph from joking toholy shit.

“Dude. You finally popped your cherry?” Cross throws his arm around my shoulders, and I shove him off me with a grin.

“Yeah, old man. Guess I was holding out.”

“The fuck?” Nixon groans as he skates up next to us and sprays ice, like a dick. “Who’s the hot blonde in your jerseystanding next to the penalty box, brother? And who’s the kid? Something finally catch up to you?”

“Dude, one of you thinks I’m a fumbling virgin, getting his first taste of pussy, and the other thinks I’m a whore with a kid he’s never met. Make up your mind, guys.” I grin, not at all pissed. Actually, I’m kind of enjoying their confusion because standing there next to the penalty box, holding Lennox, is Adelaide. She’s a vision in my jersey with my name on her. I want to bang my chest and make sure the entire arena knows she’s mine. Her and the girls.

Fuck... it’s like the weight of it all smacks me across the face with all its force.

Whether she wants to or not, she’s depending on me to do this for her, and there’s not a goddamned thing in the world that’s gonna stop me from making that woman my wife.

Ares grins like he always fucking does, and I know he just put it together. “Wait... You’re with the hot mom?”

My twin sisters move next to Addie behind the glass, and Everly calls out to Cross, while Adelaide’s cheeks grow red from the already-growing fascination. “You boys going to warm up or stand around and talk like a bunch of little girls?”

I look at the guys and decide now is as good a time as any.

I skate over to Adelaide in two quick strides and stop right in front of her. “Hey, sweetheart.”

Her chilled pink cheeks flush, and fuck... I want to see if that pretty red covers her whole body.

I move into the sin bin and lean over the side until I can press a kiss against Lennox’s Revolution-ribbon-covered head, then move my gloved hand to Addie’s head and pull her toward me with every intention of kissing her lips but move mine to her forehead at the last second.

One day, I’m going to kiss this woman, but the first time it happens will not be in front of an arena full of people for show.

She sags under my touch the smallest bit and leans into me, and damn... that one little movement shows more trust than most people ever convey. “Hi,” I whisper. “You doing okay?”

She nibbles her bottom lip and nods.

“My sisters behaving?” I ask, aware they’re watching the whole interaction with interest. I haven’t brought a woman around my family since high school. This should basically tell them all they need to know.

“Yes.” She smiles, and Lennox reaches for me.

“I can’t take you right now, baby girl. But I’ll be over tonight after the game,” I tell her.

“You will?” Adelaide whispers as she switches Lennox to her other arm and runs her hand down the front of my jersey.Damn.

I almost believe that move and the heat behind it.

It’s my turn to nod. “That okay?”

“Yes,” she whispers so quietly, I’m almost not sure I heard it.

“Ohhh...” Everly dramatically bellows. “Our baby boy is growing up.”

Adelaide drops my jersey as if burned by her words. “Have a good game, Leo.”

She turns away and walks back up the steps before Everly and Grace descend on me like locusts.

Everly smacks my arm. “Damn, Leo. So it’s like that with you two?”

“Don’t hit him,” Gracie scooches Everly out of the way. “I like her. I mean, I wasn’t expecting anyone to show up in your jersey, but we were talking in the suite. Molly talks about Izzy a lot.” My much more passive sister narrows her eyes on me. “How long have you been dating her mother?”

“Yeah, brother...” Nix joins our conversation, like he hadn’t been hanging back, listening to the whole thing already. “You haven’t mentioned her.”

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