Page 77 of Icing the Play

“Okay, talk to you soon. Bye.”

“Bye.” The call hung up.

After getting home,I sprawled on the couch with my beer. The house was empty and quiet with Ace out of town again and Zoma with his friend, Nova. I sipped my drink and sunk into thecouch cushions. Cooper’s game should be over by now. He was probably heading to the airport.

My phone hummed on the cushion next to me.

“Speak of the devil.” I answered the FaceTime call from Cooper. Last we’d talked was this afternoon, and he’d done a number on me with the vibrating toy. But it had worked. I’d played a great game. “Hey, babe.” I snapped my eyes open. Shit, the word just exploded from my mouth.

“Hello, gorgeous.” His stunning face filled the screen along with the back of a blue vinyl chair.

A woman holding a baby walked behind him.

My pattering heart filled my ears. “You must be at the airport.” I jiggled my knee. I couldn’t wait to tell him the news.

“I am.” He looked away and came back. “I have about twenty minutes, so I wanted to call and see how you were doing. Are you icing?”

“Naw, I’m good. I did some foam rolling before I left. My knee’s bugging me, but I’ll be all right. We won.” A wide smile pulled my lips. I already knew they’d lost tonight, and he hadn’t scored, so I wouldn’t bring his game up. “I got a goal and an assist and guess what?” Yeah, I wasn’t waiting through small talk.

“What?” He cocked his head. “I’m proud of you getting a goal again, but I’m sure you should put ice on that knee.”

“I’ll do it later.” After sipping my beer, I said, “I got a call tonight from Dean.” I dragged in a deep breath.

“And? Is he signing you? I mean, how could he not?” The corners of his lips curled.

“Yes, he’s signing me, and that’s not all.” I rolled my lips. “A scout from the Seattle Kraken is coming to see me at my next game in Omaha.” Wait, did he like Seattle?

“No shit? That’s fucking awesome, babe.” His smile widened. “I’m so fucking proud of you.”

“What?” Eli’s face filled the screen. “Oh, you’re talking to your boyfriend. Hi, Myles.”

The ceiling flickered on the screen for a moment with Cooper saying, “Myles is probably getting a contract from the Seattle Kraken.”

“No shit?” Eli asked.

I rolled my eyes. He was taking this further than it was. But what else would I expect from him? “It’s only a scout.”

Cooper came back into view. “Yeah, but scouts lead to contracts, right?” With an open grin, his tongue touched the corner of his mouth.

“Sure.” I drank more beer. I wish he were here with me now. “When do you think you’ll be home?”

“Shit, not soon enough. Maybe around one or two in the morning? We have a layover.” He scoffed. “Can I just crawl into your bed when I get there?”

“Of course. And you can do the other thing you like so much.” I smirked at him. He’d taken to holding my dick even when we hadn’t just had sex. It had become his security blanket. But I didn’t mind.

“Good.” His cheeks flamed pink, and he whispered, “I’m glad you didn’t say it out loud. If one guy caught wind of it, they’d tease me into oblivion.”

“Your secret is safe with me.” A wave of exhaustion washed over me. I needed to go to bed, so I’ll be well-rested for our morning sex session. “Anyway, I’ll let you go back to your team.”

“Okay. Miss you.” He kissed the phone. “And love you.”

“Love you too. I’ll see you soon. Bye.” As my chest glowed with warmth, I hung up the call and downed the rest of my beer. The sooner I went to sleep, the sooner I’d be with him.

As sliversof morning sun hit my face from between the window shades, I slowly rolled onto my back and opened my eyes to a still snoozing Cooper, his dark hair falling over his faceand his plump lips parting. He’d tried to be so quiet last night when he’d crawled into bed, but there was no way I’d ever sleep through him coming home to me. I brushed a lock of hair from his face.

He stirred, fluttered his eyes open, and smacked his lips. “Hey, babe.” A lazy smile quirked his mouth. “You called me babe last night.” He stretched his arm around my chest and pulled me into his body, his hard dick pressing against my thigh.

“I did. It just slipped out, eh.” And it hadn’t even felt odd. I snuck my arm under his neck and kissed his cheek. My morning erection was already aching and ready to go with him this close. And Ace wasn’t around to cook us breakfast.

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