Page 212 of Wrong Pucking Jersey

That’s what I thought.

“Then you get a copy.”

I blink and slowly lean to the left to see Maddox approaching us.

“Maddox,” I smile at his approach, taking in his casual attire. He’s wearing something similar to Ace, only he’s in navy-blue pants and an unbuttoned white shirt.

His muscled chest and deity-carved abs on full display.

It’s giving sexy ‘I’m done with any important shit today’ vibes, and with his messy black strands, I have a strong feeling he’s done with any professional shit.

“I can safely assume whatever took so long is on that SD card, huh?” he hums when he reaches us.

Now in his grasp, my lips are taken into his possession in three solid seconds. How can you not melt when this man can so boldly kiss you in public like this?

Moaning into his mouth, I hug him as my lips return the kiss, the two of us lost in the welcoming passion that ignites like a kindled flame.

“These two might as well become movie actors and play themselves,” I hear Damien announce in amusement.

“Now, why would they do that?” Ace ponders. “They’d jump straight into a sex scene before the director can get them to stop touching each other.”

“Social media is vouching for a movie to be made about them,” Damien notes. From the closeness of his voice, I dare to break the kiss with Maddox to lean back to see the man in question.

The moment our eyes meet, his eyes soften while his lips quirk up into the most serene smile.

“Hello, Jagiya,” he greets and manages to slip his arm around the front side of my waist, between me and Maddox. His lips are next to lay on mine, and how I forget to breathe.

Or think.

“Yup, we most certainly have a problem,” Ace sighs dramatically.

“That is?” Maddox answers in intrigue.

“If neither of you can control yourselves around her, I’m fucking screwed,” Ace whines just as I break the kiss with Damien, which has me panting breathlessly.

These men just have a way with their tongues that can really leave you entangled in breathless desire.

Before I can comment, my chin is grabbed and my head moved to the side, so Ace can kiss me right there and then.

My eyes widen, realizing I just kissed all three of these men.

Three of the Strattonville Vipers players.

Captain, Forward, and Defenseman.

In public…

He breaks the kiss and smiles at the way my cheeks flustered red.

“There. I guess we’re even now,” he states to Maddox and Damien. “That’s also payback for having Mickey for the whole weekend and not inviting me to enjoy some sugar and tea.”

“Sugar,” Maddox begins and Damien laughs. “And tea. That’s a nice way of putting it.”

“Y-You guys,” I cut them off, grabbing their attention. “W-We’re in public!”

“So?” they say in unison, which makes me groan.

“You can’t do that!”

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