Page 27 of Broken Ice, Mended Hearts

His gaze traveled over my body, and I felt exposed under his scrutiny. Since I had just done the same to him, I couldn’t object. Not that I wanted to. A thrill rocketed through me when he stared at the front of my shorts, and I wondered if he was thinking about sucking me off. Did he want to play with my dick again?

Ignoring the semi in my shorts, I smiled and held out one of the cups I was holding. “I brought you coffee.”

He took the cup. “Thank you. I haven’t had any, so I need it. Is there cream and sugar in the players’ lounge?”

“It’s already in the coffee.”

He tilted his head. “How did you know I like it that way?”

Instead of slowing down, my heart beat faster. “We had coffee at Alex’s, and you put cream and sugar in it.”

“You have a good memory.” He took a sip. “That’s perfect.”

I nodded toward the locker room door. “Should we go in and change?”

Two others were already there, and Sven and I greeted our teammates Roland Eckhart and Jack Rogan. Eckie was the Cudas’ second line center, and his husband Jack was one of the Congressmen’s leading defensemen.

Eckie put on a big grin. “How’s it going? You guys here to work out?”

“What’s up, Meatballs?” Jack asked, grinning at Sven.

“Cut it out, Rogue,” Sven said, then glanced at me. “The guys think it’s funny to call me Meatballs.”

Eckie laughed. “It’s a pretty awesome nickname, dude. You being Swedish and all.”

Sven’s lips hooked up on one side. “And here I was thinking it was because of my massivemeatballs.” He reached down and cupped his nuts through his shorts, making us all break up.

Jack shook his head. “Hands off, Holmer. Save that for someone who cares.”

Frowning, Sven gave Jack a stare-down. “Oh, that stings. I thought you had a thing for me, Rogan.”

Although Eckie and Jack were putting clothes on, Sven and I were undressing so we could get into our workout gear. I took off my shirt, then couldn’t tear my eyes away when he did the same, revealing his tanned chest and stomach. He kept his eyes on me while he picked up his coffee and drank. His Adam’s apple moved when he swallowed, and I focused on his throat, then swept my eyes down his torso. I froze when I noticed his happy trail, thinking about where it led. My dick rose in interest, so I sat down and reached for my coffee.

Sven set his cup down and pulled off his shorts, looking ridiculously sexy as he put on his workout gear. I’d drunk most of my coffee on the way to the arena, so I finished it and reached for my tank top, fumbling when I tried to get it over my head.

Eckie snickered as he stood and walked over by Jack. “You okay, Gags? You kind of…”

I cut him a look, irritated because I had to take my eyes off Sven. “What did Ikind ofdo?”

“Spaced out,” Jack said. I glanced at him and couldn’t miss the look he exchanged with Eckie.

“How was your workout?” Sven asked. His cheeks had turned pink, and he was obviously trying to change the subject.

“Terrific.” Eckie nodded toward the gym. “It’s hot as hell in there, though. The AC must be on the fritz.”

“It’s cool in here,” I said, mystified.

Jack nodded. “The rooms must be controlled by different units. It’s so hot in there we had to take our shirts off, and I still sweated like a horse.”

Eckie made a big show of clearing his throat. “I’m sure you two wouldn’t mind doing the same.”

Holy shit, was I imagining it, or were they insinuating something? It had to be in my mind, because how would they know what was going on with Sven and me? Hell, even I didn’t know what was happening, so I tried to sound unconcerned. “No big. We’ll do whatever we need to.”

Jack twisted his lips into a smirk. “I’m sure you will.”

“We need to get home to Levi,” Eckie said. “It’s the nanny’s afternoon off. And so you know, Shuford’s here. For some reason, he’s been on the phone in the training room.”

They walked to the door, but before leaving, Jack looked around. “Enjoy life, guys. See ya, Meatballs.”

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