Page 61 of Skating to Him

Ace’s gaze darted between me and Rowan and back again. “Ho-ly fuck.” A smile swept over his face, and he lifted his arms. “I’m happy for you.” Stepping to us, he hugged us both into his chest and kissed our cheeks, one at a time. “Goddamn. I did not see this coming.”

“You’ve been too busy with Zoma.” Myles snickered.

Releasing us, Ace asked, “Is that why you didn’t tell me?”

“No, I wasn’t ready to tell people.” Lifting my hand, Rowan kissed the back of it. “But I am now. Myles sort of figured it out when we were at the gay bar the second time.”

“Oh…” Ace’s cheeks pinked, and he rubbed his neck. “I was detained by Zoma in the restroom that night, I think.” He sniggered.

“The night I found out about my mom’s MS was the first time I shared a hotel room with Rowan.” I studied Ace. He’d want to know the rest of the story.

Ace furrowed his brows. “Okay. I’m not sure I follow.”

With a hard swallow, Rowan said, “My mom has MS too. So, I knew what Tyler was going through that night.” He glanced at me. “I think it’s what brought us closer together and…”

“And the lines between teammates and lovers blurred. I get it.” Ace chuckled and then focused on me. “I’m sorry your mothers have MS. That’s got to be tough.”

“It is. But if I have a shitty night, don’t think that’s why. She’sfine now. It’s not affecting my game.” I huffed and slumped my shoulders. But Rowan’s mom’s MS had caused problems for him. Would I end up the same way?

“Well, I’m glad this is out in the open now.” Ace snuck a peek at Myles and pointed his thumb at him. “Turns out this guy is pretty good at keeping secrets.”

“See?” A smile crept over Myles’s mouth.

Patting Myles’s shoulder, I said, “Thanks, man.” My attention shifted to Rowan. “Anyway, we should probably get some ice on?—”

“Oh my God, I’m sick of having ice on my knee.” With a scowl, Rowan ambled to the bed and dropped onto the edge of it.

I glared at him and planted my hands on my hips. “It’s for your own good.” Did he have no idea how much I wanted him back on the ice with me?

“I see how it is.” Ace tagged Myles in the arm. “Let’s go. They need some time alone.” He twisted and walked toward the door with Myles. “Have fun tonight, boys, but, Hodge, you better not be walking funny in the morning.”

As both Ace and Myles howled a laugh, they left the room.

“What was that supposed to mean?” Rowan arched a brow.

“I think it was a sex joke.” Shaking my head with a quick laugh, I found my bag and rummaged in it for an ice pack. Fucking Ace. At least he knew everything now. Even though he wasn’t around as much anymore, it had been weird not telling him.

“Tyler? Can we?” Rowan shimmied himself up the bed, putting his back on the tufted cream headboard. “I want more than a quick blowjob tonight.”

My cock pulsed in my slacks as I stood. Looking him over, I raked my teeth over my bottom lip. “Yes. We certainly can.” A post-game fucking was definitely in order. I’d deal with Burns tomorrow.

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

ROWAN

Tyler was killing me here, insisting on icing my knee before we could fool around. “How much longer?” I sighed.

“You’ve got about five minutes left.” Tyler stood in his briefs with his round ass to me, taunting me.

“I brought lube and a condom in my bag.” I smirked. I was no dummy. I’d prepared this time.

“You did?” He twisted, his cock at half-mast under the fabric of his underwear.

God, he was mouth-watering. My dick swelled and ached. I palmed it through my joggers and sensation shivered up my spine.

With a sly grin, he crawled onto the bed and over me, straddling my legs, and pressed a hungry kiss on my mouth, slipping his tongue inside and tasting me fully. “Mmm, you know I’ve been thinking about this for days.” He bit his lip between his teeth and released it, palming my firm cock. “You’re so hard.”

With my breath catching, I gazed deeply into his eyes. “It’s your fault, parading yourself around me half-naked.” My dick tingled, and I rolled my hips into his palm. “I want to fuck you again, Tyler.”

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