Page 72 of Triple Pucked
His skin glistens with the cream, as if he’s been slathered in oil.
D’Angelo snorts, sitting back on the side of the bed. “Innocent...?”
Shay attempts to look offended. “I’m not the one handcuffing my boyfriend to the bed before he’s even had breakfast.”
He saysboyfriendlike he’s testing it out.
D’Angelo’s eyes glitter. “When did I ever suggest thatIwas innocent?”
When my phone vibrates on the nightstand, my stomach sinks.
D’Angelo catches my expression and gives me an understanding look. “Do you need to get that?”
I shake my head. “I set it up for notifications about yesterday’s…” I glance at Shay, “Sex Toys on Ice incident. I’d hoped for one week without PR disasters, but hey, then I’d be bored.”
“I’m sorry,” Shay says, quietly.
“Don’t apologize for the idiots who’ll throw something onto a rink for a prank or a viral moment.” I cross my arms. “It’s happened in Atlanta and Chicago. The papers are calling it the Butt Plug Bets.”
“What do you mean?”
I run my hand through my tangled hair tiredly. “Eden and I researched it through most of the night. Hell, for once we were the ones who couldn’t sleep. It turns out that crypto markets are encouraging people to bet on the throwing of sex toys at all sorts of sports events, even down to what color they’ll be. People are winning and losing thousands.”
“Someonebet moneyon whether they could hit the rink with a bloody butt plug?” Shay blows his hair out of his eyes. “Do you think someone’s just really confused about how to play the type of kinky bets that we do?”
“We play it right. They play it like assholes.”
“And have the security or the cops caught the asshole who threw the butt plug onto the rink yet?” D’Angelo growls. “Because when they do, I’ll return it to them and show them its proper use.”
I wince. “As your PR Director, I have to advise against that officially. Unofficially,go for it.”
Eden must be rubbing off on me.
Hello, darkness my old friend.
D’Angelo adjusts his cufflinks. “I’ll have Garcia look into it. He’s already digging into the activities and backgrounds of the Misfits, both Tanya Vega and KillaStar, the newbie. Vega threw a spiral unicorn dildo at me in the game against the Chicago Blackhawkes. Maybe she’s evolved to butt plugs.”
I arch my brow, ignoring the whole chain of thought that is derailing me that butt plugs are an evolution of dildos. “But her season ticket was revoked for that stunt. Security won’t let her step inside the arena.”
“But whoever this KillaStar could.”
I shiver, chilled.
I grab the velvet blankets from the end of the bed and drag them over myself.
I can’t help remembering the mountain of Valentine’s cards and then the crumbling wreathes made out of dead roses.
My Knave,
Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
I love you to death,
And I’m coming for you…
“Do you think that they targeted me?” Shay looks at me through his thick eyelashes. “A butt plug because something has leaked about me being bi.”
