Page 76 of No Pucks

“Will do.” I grab a couple of towels and head to the shower in just my compression shorts.

I pull the opaque door closed and drop my towels on the bench before turning on the water, letting it warm while I strip off my shorts and jock. A prickle runs up my spine, and I feel like I’m being watched. I turn around to find Anthony with the stall door pulled open, arms crossed, eyes filled with lust.

I give him a questioning look.

In response, he drags his gaze down my body.

I shake my head. “Naughty.”

He puts his fingers to my lips, stepping inside the stall, pulling the door closed behind him. “You didn’t come back to my office,” he says against my ear. “My cock is waiting for your pretty lips.”

“Savage stayed. He’s soaking.”

Anthony glances behind himself like he can see anything outside the stall and growls low in his chest. “Inconvenient.”

“You’re telling me, because not only do I have a team dinner, but Wolfe has a surprise.” I put the last in air quotes, earning another growl.

“What kind of surprise?” His tone carries an edge.

“I don’t know.” We both know I have to stay. “Want me to come over when I’m done if it’s not too late?”

“You can come over whatever time it is.”

“Are you sure?” I ask. He’s rather grumpy when he doesn’t get enough sleep, and I’m not about to make that my problem.

“When I say something, I mean it.” He’s off, and I can’t put my finger on why, but now, I’m going to think about it all night.

TWENTY-THREE

ANTHONY

Igrip his dick, giving it a good squeeze before slipping out of the stall. I exhale and force myself back to my office. Do I have a right to be frustrated? Probably not. While Logan and I are spending more time together and have an agreement, I don’t know what it is. Does that mean he’s not sleeping with other people as a rule, or only because he doesn’t have the time? The team kept it pretty calm since I caught their ‘Adoption ritual’, but I used to be one of those guys. I know how they all are, and with our game not until Sunday this week, it gives them ample opportunity to fuck off tonight.

I exhale a long-kept breath when I get back to my office.

Anthony: Are you free tonight? I need a distraction.

Krista: Why do you always seem to know my one night off a month?

Anthony: I’m just that good.

Krista: Let me cancel some plans.

Anthony: You don’t have to do that.

Krista: You’re helping me not make an awful decision.

Anthony: I guess you can tell me about it. How long do you need to get ready?

Krista: I’ve already called an Uber, so you better be ready to go.

Anthony: Tell me where?

Krista: You better not be walking.

Anthony: I’ll get a car. Calm down.

Anthony: Tell me where I’m going.

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