Page 49 of Unmasking Love

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“I can’t wait to meet her,” I say as I finish undressing. Luke helps to gather up my equipment which will be taken over from the practice facility to the arena for our game. As starting goalie, Gavin has a separate set of pads he uses for practice so those stay here, it helps keep his game gear in top condition.

I don’t have to worry about that since I only see the ice once a month, at best.

The bike ride home is the reset I needed. I left practice feeling a little down that I won’t be playing, again. Some days it takes a mental toll to practice and condition so I’m game ready but knowing it won’t matter. But the sunshine on my face, the wind in my ears, and the steady pedaling got me out of the funk.

After a quick mermaid bowl for lunch, I send Harper my midday check in.

How often do you bake cakes?

I head to the bathroom and strip down for a shower before my nap and when my phone pings I instinctively cover my cock with one hand as I read Harper’s text with the other.

Occasionally. I’ve been baking more bread lately.

The teamwork aspect of it is nice for those of us who aren’t professional athletes.

What does she mean? Is she baking with someone? And why am I texting her about baking while naked.

What do you mean?

Me and my oven. I mix, he cooks.

Kind of like “I’ll wash, you dry”?

Exactly! See, you get it.

You said “he” - why is your oven a man?

Because boys name their cars after women so I wanted to name my oven after a man. I’m not riding him but he is a fan of my muffins.

I chuckle. She knew that one was innuendo. Right? I lean a hip against the counter only to jump back in surprise at the cold. I forgot I was texting her naked. One last one and then I’ll shower. I can text her when I’m out and in sweats.

What’s the muffin man’s name?

I go to set my phone down but see that she’s typing. So I reach in and start the water while I wait.

Jared

Jared…

IYKYK

Clearly I don’t know because I can’t figure out who she is talking about. The only Jared I can think of is the sandwich guy and I vaguely remember him getting arrested and falling from grace. I doubt that’d be the guy.

I spend my shower racking my brain to think of who she might have named him after. Appliance brand? No. Famous character? Not from any movies I’ve seen. I doubt she went down a hockey rabbit hole and is naming him after an ECHL hall of famer, Jared Bednar.

Before I climb into bed I give into my curiosity and ask.

Okay, I give up. I don’t know.

LOL! Have you been stewing this whole time?

Stewing and showering.

No fair, you’ve seen me naked but I have to try and work up that image.

She wants to see me naked? Does she know that all she has to do is ask? That I’m hers for the taking?

I’m sure we can level the playing field sometime.