Page 106 of Test the Ice
I snort and try to cover it up with a cough.
Rhodes glances at me sharply, and suddenly, my coaches are side-eyeing me. I clear my throat and make something up.“Sorry, I was just picturing Knight’s face when he realizes that he’s going up against me for the first game.”
Knight’s stats are constantly compared to mine. The media paints us out to be rivals, but the truth is, I don’t even know the guy.
Thankfully, Coach Jones takes the bait. It sends the conversation on a loop, circling back to the Coyotes’ best players.
Me
I was about to send you a dick pic, but never mind now.
Reese
Are you using that as a punishment for correcting you?
Me
For now, but just wait until I get home.
My dick gets hard at the mere thought of being with her instead of here.
Reese
It’s the truth, though. Our engagement isn’t real, remember?
Stop reminding me.
I place my beer back to the table with a little more force than before.
Me
Knock it off, or I’m going to have to make you pay when I get home.
All sorts of dirty things roam throughout my head.
Reese
Pay how?
I can’t decide if she’s playing coy or not.
Me
Well, for starters… I’d wait until you were asleep, and then I’d pull you in extra close since I know how much you like to be the little spoon.
Reese
What? That isn’t true!
I glance to the table, seeing that most of the plates are empty.Thank God.
Me
It is true. You like to cuddle in your sleep.
Each time her ass rubs against me, it’s fucking torture. The first night she slept in my bed, I had to face the other direction to stop myself from sneaking off into the bathroom to rub one out like a perv.
Reese
