Page 14 of Goaltender Interference

“Shut your mouth, Pat,” Connor rumbled. “I’m a good captain.”

“Yeah, bring home a Cup and we’ll see about that.”

They started squabbling and Aubrey rolled her eyes. “Thirty-nine and thirty-five and they act like they’re still children, I swear.”

Jesse shrugged. “Only child. I missed out on all that.”

“Spend a little while with our family and you’ll realize it was probably a blessing,” she said, her tone dry.

Unfortunately, Connor disappeared shortly after that, kids in tow, and Jesse finished his breakfast.

So, fortified with food, Jesse decided to mingle.

“Thank you for coming, Webber,” Anders said when Jesse finally caught up with him and his groom.

Anders and Kelly both looked radiantly happy and while Jesse had no intention of settling down, he had to admit it looked good on them.

“Thanks.” Jesse gave Anders a bro-hug. “And thanks for the invite. It’s been a hell of a weekend.”

Kelly grinned, his freckled nose scrunching up. “Yeah, it sounds like it. Good luck dealing with my fam next season. They’re fuckin’ nuts.”

“Oh, I don’t know. They seem fun.”

“Yeah, we’ll see if you’re still saying that after they get all up in your business.” Kelly’s eyes twinkled, the words clearly said with love.

Jesse had to fight back a laugh. Oh, Connor haddefinitelybeen all up in his business already and damn had it been good.

The three of them talked for a few more minutes about Kelly and Anders’ two-week honeymoon in Sweden this summer and Jesse’s plan to head out to California to see his family who lived out there now, enjoy the sun, and do a little training.

“But we’ll see you at camp in mid-August, right?” Anders asked, referring to his skills development camp.

“Hell yeah,” Jesse said, giving him a fist bump. “Looking forward to it.”

“Good luck in Boston!” Kelly called out as they went their separate ways. “Don’t let the O’Sheas boss you around.”

“Thanks! I’ll keep that in mind.” Yeah, he’d be fine. He could hold his own against anyone.

As Jesse made the rounds, he got a lot of congratulations and welcomes to the team though he doubted he’d remember who even half of the people were by the end of the day.

Connor seemed determined to avoid him though and eventually Jesse gave up, planning to return to his room to pack and make some phone calls. Thankfully, his flight to LA wasn’t until later that evening and the grooms had arranged for late checkouts with the hotel.

Jesse was unlocking the door to his room when a strong hand gripped his upper arm.

“We need to talk, Webber.”

“Yeah?” Jesse threw Connor a smirk. “Want a repeat of last night, big boy?”

Connor glared, glancing up and down the hall. “No. Just unlock your damn door.”

“Well, I wastryingbut you’re making it a little difficult,” Jesse pointed out. Connor let go so Jesse waved the card again and finally heard the stupid lock beep. He pushed open the door, Connor hot on his heels.

“What has you in such a bad mood?” Jesse asked when the door was shut behind him. “Regretting our night together?”

A muscle in Connor’s cheek twitched. “It was amistake.”

“One of the best I’ve made in a while.” Becausefuuuck, he’d come hard last night. And this morning.

After Jesse sucked Connor’s dick, Connor had given him a hell of a handjob. He had big hands, with rough palms, and he’d sucked and bit Jesse’s nipples until they were tingling and almost-bruised feeling. Jesse could still feel it whenever he touched them.

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