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Not a fucking complaint from me on that one.

My head falls forward, my eyes intent on hers. She looks at me then, lust-stricken, wild eyes set on mine. I want to tell her I love her. There’s a second between us. Do you see it? I think maybe she feels the words, even though I can’t say them. They rise in my throat, but I don’t let the words pass through my lips before I come. “Fuck…,” I cry out as my body stiffens above her. I grip her hips harder, my dick pulsing inside her. It’s the most intense, incredible orgasm I’ve felt in a long fucking time as it works through my entire body in waves, never seeming to end until I’m lightheaded.

I sit back on my heels, but I don’t slide out of her. My head spins as I struggle to catch my breath.

Callie sighs, her hand falling beside her, and she smiles up at me.

I lean forward, collapsing against her chest. Wrapping her arms around my neck, she kisses me. I can feel her heart racing against my chest. When I turn my head, her legs fall away from being wrapped around me as I kiss up her neck.

When I’m able to move again, I ease out of her and toss the condom on the floor. I know, gross, but I don’t know that many people who actually put trash cans next to their bed for this kind of thing. So on the floor it goes.

Callie laughs. “I really hope I remember that when I get up. Last time I stepped on it.”

I roll over toward her. “I remember. You threw it at me.”

Pinning her to the mattress again, I smile, refusing to let her move. I’m terrified she’s going to push me away and leave again.

Callie laughs and moves to straddle me, her palms resting on my chest. My hands go to her hips, wondering where this is going. “What do you say we try for a hat trick?”

“Read my fucking mind,” I say, reaching for another condom.

“I’m on birth control,” she whispers, her voice soft and shaky, her hand on mine as I reach across her. “I want to feel you inside me.”

I hesitate. She’s never asked me to do this before. And I’ve never ever been bareback. With anyone. I swallow and stare at her, my brow pinched together. “What?”

“Never mind.” She shakes her head, waving her hand in my face.

“No.” I grab hold of her hands and wait for her to look at me. “What’d you mean? You don’t want me to use a condom?”

“Ignore me. It’s stupid of me to say that. You’reyou.”

You’re you?I’m not exactly sure what she means by that, but then I do. I know exactly what she’s thinking. That I wouldn’t because of my status. Hockey players, hell, any athlete, musician, actor, anyone of status goes through this. Girls tricking you into kids.

But that’s not Callie. No fucking way. I trust her more than I trust Mase, and that’s saying something because I’d give my own life for that two-hundred-pound defenseman who has my back.

“It’s not stupid,” I tell her, taking hold of her hips, and before she knows it, I’m sliding inside her.

And maybe it is stupid of me. It might come back to burn me, but if I can give her this, show her I trust her, maybe then she’ll see that I love her, even if I can’t say it.

Truth is, I’ve never told anyone I love them. Not even my own mother.

Maybe it’s too early to tell her. But then again, it’s hard to keep this secret from the one who gives the word meaning.

CHAPTER5

BENDER

LEO

A player who can’t skate and is always falling on his feet.

I betyou’re wondering if I told Callie I love her.

I did not. Chickened out.

When I woke up the next morning, she was gone.

And now I’m left jerking off to the images of the night because she hasn’t answered my calls since that night. Okay, I’m not right now, but still.

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