Page 58 of Looks Real Good Now
I nodded. He blew out a slow breath.
“What were you going to say?”
“The day I met Kai was also the day I decided I was going to put my unrequited love for you in a locker as soon as my tattoo was finished. Then, with my arm still wrapped, I literally bumped into Kai and away we went. It’s funny because I never actually got to fully put you in that locker in my mind. I ended up with this man who had been very invested in your collegiate career and where you were going professionally. But that’s not the point. What I’m trying to say is that I’ve just realised why I didn’t say yes when Kai proposed. The moment Kai started to get down on one knee, I closed my eyes because if I couldn’t see him do it then maybe it wasn’t happening. But when I closed my eyes, the only thought I had was that if he really loved me,hell if he reallyknewme, then he wouldn’t be asking me to marry him in front of all those people, the fact that we knew them was kind of redundant. And as soon as I had that thought, it was immediately chased by the thought that there was someone who knew me well enough to not do something like that so publicly, and I couldn’t ignore that.”
Liam wiped under my eyes again and pressed a kiss to the space between my eyebrows.
“I asked you once if you would still be my friend if I didn’t play hockey and you said, ‘The fact you play hockey is the least interesting thing about you’. I don’t think you ever told me what you thought was more interesting about me, but I do know that you said it with the utmost sincerity. When I floated the idea about retiring while I was rehabbing my shoulder, I jokingly asked Mel if she would still love me if I didn’t play hockey and she hesitated to say yes. Suddenly, all I could think about was how you didn’t hesitate. You never hesitated.”
“We are having this conversation in our thirties because I hesitated,” I pointed out.
“Hey, everything happens for a reason, right?” He kissed my forehead.
“You’re very pretty. That is more interesting than the hockey. Tall. Everyone loves tall. You were one of those people who liked ice time and conditioning in equal amounts, so you would have always been cut. That’s interesting. It shows complete dedication. Dedication is interesting, right? You know obscure flowers, which while niche, is interesting.” One of his hands moved to cup the back of my neck and his thumb swiped along my jaw, making my skin erupt in goosebumps. “You like books, and youunderstand the importance ofthehand flex. On that, you have very interesting hands that are capable of very interesting things, like stick handling, although I guess that is hockey-related.”
He smiled before pressing a kiss just below my ear, making me shudder.
“Len, I am about to show you something and the answer to your inevitable question is going to be eighteen.”
He brushed his lips against my cheek and then stood up, his fingers finding the waistband of his shorts.
“Muller, I’ve seen your dick before, you didn’t need to announce that,” I said, not that I was complaining. I was always down to see it now that I had.
“It occurred to me about five minutes ago that you haven’t seen me completely naked because if you had, we would have already had this particular conversation.”
“That’s ridiculous, I’ve definitely seen you—” Except I hadn’t. Shirtless, yes. He’d had his dick out enough that he could fuck me with it, but fully nude? Yeah, that hadn’t happened yet.
“Yeah, wild right? Almost as wild as the fact that I learned just how good you taste before I kissed your mouth,” he said as he pulled his shorts down and let them puddle on the floor. He was half hard as he pulled his top off as well.
“What am I looking at? Because while I have not seen you like this, I have definitely seen all the components.”
He had his hands on his hips. He oozed confidence and it was turning me on.
“Just give it a moment, you’ll see it.”
What I was seeing was that he was getting harder the longerI stared at him, and that was pulling my focus as I studied his naked form. Then my gaze snagged on it.
Nestled deep in the crease of his hip bone.
“Is that the Sweet Nothing bakery sign?”
I had spent a lot of time doodling what I wanted my bakery sign to look like. I thought if I had the logo, then it would make everything more real, and I would work harder to make it a reality. One day, I drew a large cookie with cupcakes for chunks and I knew that I had found it. When Liam had finished his hockey practice that day, he had met me by the car, and I’d shoved it in his face. I told him to get used to the design because he was gonna see it in Westchester one day. He told me he didn’t doubt it and then drove us to get dinner.
And he had that very logo tattooed on him. Six years before it would have any importance.
“Why is the Sweet Nothing bakery sign tattooed that close to your dick?” I watched his now fully hard dick twitch.
“I did it on a whim but put enough thought into it to remember that I still knew Teddy. If it was somewhere that he could see it, he would never let me hear the end of it. You just don’t look in the general direction of people’s junk in the locker room, so it felt like the safest bet.”
“And no one you had sex with questioned why there was a cookie that close to it? Didn’t make a weird joke? Mel didn’t clock that the sign for the bakery she visited quite often was also tattooed in an intimate place on your body?”
“Yes, some girls questioned it. Yes, a couple made a cookie joke. Mel commented on it, but she never asked if it had anything to do with you. I’m not saying she didn’t think it, but shenever asked. Which was probably for the best because I have no idea how I would have explained without making it sound like I was half in love with you. Any more questions?”
“Did you get hard while it was being done?”
“Seriously, that is your question?” He leant down and pulled his shorts back up, trapping his erection in the waistband, before he sat back on the bed.
“I just think pain might turn you on a little bit, so yeah, I am more interested to know if having a cookie tattooed in that particular area caused the same situation you’re rocking right now. Rather than talking about all the other women who have seen it.” I ran a finger up his length. He moaned softly.
