Page 218 of The Fake Date Agreement

“Tobie?” I don’t want to wake her, but I’m already running late, and I need to get to the arena for Caleb’s first day back on the ice.

It’s technically still spring break, but most of the team and coaches agreed to come back a couple of days early to help Caleb prepare for the game.

She yawns wide, stretching, her beautiful curves so tempting that for the first time, I consider calling in sick. “Yeah?”

“I have to go to practice,” I explain.

She starts to get up.

I rest my palm on her chest and gently nudge her back. “Youare going to enjoy this suite. Sleep. Order room service. It comes with a butler, so if there’s anything else you need, he will get it for you. I’ll be back in a few hours.”

She’s staring at me. “Abutler? Like with a bowtie?”

I sweep the hair from her face. “A black tie. He can wear a bowtie if you request it.”

She blinks at me. “Oh, okay. But you only booked this room for a night.”

“I booked another night.” This stay was for Tobie to rest, and what we did most of last night did not involve resting.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you? I need to go back to my dorm to get my meds.”

“No.” I kiss her. “I want you to rest. And I can bring your meds after practice?”

“You don’t have to do that.”

“I want to. Just let me know where they are, and I can grab whatever else you need for another night here.”

She loops her arms around my neck and draws me down for a kiss. “Will you wake me when you come back?”

My cock stirs at the husky note in her voice. “How would you like me to wake you,Gatinha?”

“Like this,” she breathes out.

“Done,” I say with a smile.

After she tells me where her meds are and gives me the key to her dorm, I promise to grab her meds along with her cell phone and return around two. I don’t know how long practice is going to run. Depending on how Caleb does with his knee on the ice, I could be back much sooner than that.

But I won’t be alone. I intend to bring Reid and Caleb back with me so they can enjoy the suite too. And the hotel has a masseuse. I can’t see Caleb turning down a massage after practice.

I kiss her again and grab the keys for her dorm, turning to leave.

“Javier?”

There’s a flush on her cheeks that makes me instantly curious. The only time I see that particular deep red blush is when I’ve just said something filthy. “What is it?”

“Are you coming back alone?”

I shake my head. “I was going to grab Reid and Caleb. Why?”

“I was just thinking…” Her voice trails off.

My phone vibrates in my back pocket.

Ignoring it, I cross back to her and sink into a crouch beside her. “You were thinking what?”

“You’re going to be late,” she warns.

“Then I’m late.”

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