Page 4 of The Penalty

Teddy is the exact opposite. He’s two years older than us, and going to start playing for Summerset in the fall. He stayed in the junior leagues longer for development but now he’s going to be the starting Goalie.

“I’m thinking about taking that offer from the Gods this fall now that I don’t have to worry about money.” Both Summerset Olympians and New York Gods offered me a spot to play in college this year, and I’d planned on taking the offer from Summerset because it would have covered more of the tuition, but I liked the Gods’ coach and program better.

Tobi whips around. “And not go to Summerset?”

“I’m thinking about it. New York is where my brothers and father went to school, and it’s a better hockey program. I like their new coach.”

“I just can’t believe you’d switch from Summerset.”

“Who’s switching from Summerset?” his brother’s voice rings from the doorway.

TWO

TEDDY

My heart does a little patter when Rhys looks up at me. My brother’s best friend for years has been starring in my dreams since he turned eighteen. But he’s a dick who ignores me, so I can’t tell him, instead I just like to rile him up. Getting a rise out of him gets us both heated and I’m a little addicted to it.

The reaction I get always gets me hard.

“Fuck off,” Tobi snaps and gets up to slam the door in my face but I step forward blocking him. It’s adorable really. I’ve got about five inches and fifty pounds on him. “Move.”

I purse my lips and narrow my eyes like I’m thinking about it, but waltz in and drop down onto the bed, making Rhys bounce a little. Rolling onto my stomach, I perch my chin on my palms and kick my feet in the air like a teenage girl.

“Soooo,” I drag out the word. “Who’s not going to Summerset?” I flutter my eyelashes at the man I want to ravish.

Or be ravished by…?

Does ravaging include touching my cock, because I would really like that to happen.

By Rhys. Like right now.

My dick starts to thicken as I stare at him and now I can’t move until that changes.

Great.

“Don’t you have your own friends to annoy?” Tobi huffs behind me.

“I do,” I say without taking my eyes off the delicious man in front of me. “But annoying you is much more fun.”

There’s something in Rhys’ light blue eyes, which I am probably too close to, that makes me think he needs some fun. Maybe it’s the dark hair that likes to fall into his face that I want to brush away or the black ink on his arms that I want to lick…

Just how unrealistic is porn? Men come with other men and it’s so hot, but how do they do it? There’s no hole, right? I can’t think about that. It’s too confusing. God, I want a man to control me, make me come, and take his pleasure from me but how the hell do they do it?

My phone rings in my pocket, pulling my thoughts away from the very confusing world of gay sex. And the ringtone is Malory from the showArchersaying,“I’m not grilling you a cheese!”followed by Archer sobbing.

“Who even has the sound on their phone?” Tobi bitches.

I pull the device out and answer it, immediately turning on speaker phone. “What’s the good word, hummingbird?”

“Did you boys eat already?” Mom’s voice is loud in the room.

“Yes,” Rhys answers like a good boy.I have to stop calling him that. “It was delicious, Mrs. Ellis. Thank you.” He’s so respectful to my parents—always using his nice boy words likepleaseandthank you, and helps clean up after dinner when he’s here.

“Oh, good. You’re welcome. Dad and I are going to stay in a hotel close to the lab this weekend. Behave.”

Oh, hell yes.

“Yes, ma’am,” all three of us say in unison. We say goodbye and hang up.

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