Page 12 of My Brother's Teammates

Charlie shifts on her feet as her hands clutch the counter behind her. Her mouth opens then snaps shut as she looks away from me and meets Jace’s angry gaze.

Roman is frozen on the side of the island, watching as intently as I am.

We’re all a single breath away from… self-destruction? Heaven? I’m not sure there’s a correct answer, and the only thing running through my brain is sharing is caring.

My dick twitches, and now I really regret that first rule.

She wouldn’t be the first girl we’ve had between us, but there’s something about Charlie that tells me being with her would be an entirely different experience. I’m all about trying new things, and damn, do I want to know if she can make Jace fall apart, make him lose some of that precious control.

Fuck.

I’d love nothing more than to watch Jace pound his frustration into her pussy. To see his handprints marring her beautiful skin. To watch him cover her backside with his cum and then finger-fuck it inside her ass while Roman gags her with his cock.

It might be a bit much for her first time, but I’d love to discover her limits, find out how much she’s willing to take.

Hell, if she’s even willing to be with more than one of us at a time.

“You need to be more careful.” Jace’s voice is deep, gravelly, and his shoulders are tense. He’s holding himself back, but from doing what, I don’t know. “If you need help, you ask.” He lifts a tentative hand and brushes a curl away from her face. “And if you don’t know what the fuck you’re doing, you sure as shit don’t keep quiet, try anyway, and almost burn the building down. Understand?”

Her lips flatten into a straight line. She meets Jace’s stare head-on before she finally straightens her shoulders and says, “Yes, sir.”

Jace sucks in a breath, and I might come all over the kitchen floor. Roman runs a hand along his abs and grunts. Her response was sarcastic, but it wouldn’t take much to have her purring it at our feet.

Why does she have to be Harrison’s sister?

It’s mildly inconvenient.

“Don’t cross me, Charlotte. You won’t like what happens.” With a low growl, Jace pushes himself away from her, barking at me as he passes. “Put some fucking pants on, Mateo.”

Before he leaves, he grabs the kitchen towel and tosses it at my dick. It’s a shame he doesn’t even stick around to appreciate the way the towel’s hanging off the tip like a flag.

That guy has no sense of humor—which is why none of us dare to move a muscle until Jace’s door slams.

Charlie slides her thumbnail between her teeth while Roman turns and busies himself cleaning up the stove. I toss the hand towel on the counter, pausing before I go back to my room, taking a moment to watch our new roommate. Her cheeks are a bright pink, and she looks around the kitchen like she doesn’t know what to do with herself.

Slowly, she gives herself a little shake, and her baby blues swing back to me.

“Mateo.” My name is a whisper on her lips.

“Don’t worry, Red. I’ll get myself some pants.” I toss her a wink and head back to my room with a little extra pep in my step.

I don’t know how the rest of the guys feel about that stupid rule, but less than twenty-four hours in, and I’m ready to toss it out the window.

Little Red is going to get eaten up by three big, bad hockey players.

And I hate to be the one to tell her, but we play with our food.

FIVE

Roman

I feel like a creeper, but I can’t take my eyes off her.

I should’ve had my fill of her this morning, but watching her attempt to make lunch at 3:00 p.m. is hard to ignore—not because of the comical time of day, but because of her clothing choices. The mid-thigh length, light-green floral summer dress makes my mouth water, and for the life of me, I can’t force myself to hide in my room.

It would be best for all of us—like, the entire human race—if she got the hell out of the kitchen and never set foot in there again.

She’s an absolute disaster, worse than Jace and Mateo combined. She uses every dish we own, gets shit all over the counters, and she doesn’t follow set mealtimes—which is driving me fucking crazy, and it’s only been a day.

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