“He jerked me off once.”
Selwin pursed his lips. “That’s less common.”
“And we—” I paused, licking my surprisingly dry lips. “We had a threesome with a woman. I put it down to curiosity, I guess. It didn’t happen when I hit the pros. I mean, yeah, okay, maybe there were times when I wondered about it, but by then I was dating Eloise, and we were exclusive. And then I was married and monogamous, so I didn’t think about it again.”
Why was I thinking about it now?
“And you haven’t been curious since then?”
“I—” I hesitated, something in my gut telling me yes. “No.”
“You paused, D.”
“I’m thinking.”
“Thinking about that threesome.” Selwin chuckled. “It’s okay, you know. You don’t need to have all the answers.”
“But I’m a control freak. I always need the answers.”
There was no one I’d been lusting over lately. No woman, and certainly no man. No one had caught my attention.
No one made me feel anything.
No one except…
“So, another hockey player,” he concluded. “That’s your type?”
I could feel the heated flush stain my cheeks.
“Oh man, this is getting good.” Selwin rubbed his hands together. “Maybe we came to the right bar after all.”
“Please, I’m so rusty,” I acknowledged. “I have no game to pick up women, never mind a guy.”
“You don’t need game. Just eye contact.”
“People always think I’m pissed off.”
“Well, you do give off that stern daddy vibe.”
“Oh my God.”
Selwin nudged my elbow. “You need someone younger, but experienced. A guy who likes a challenge. Like that defenseman, Moss. God, the body on him. And all those tatts? Ngh.”
“Are you drunk?” I asked my friend.
“Not yet.”
“Sel, he’s my student,” I hissed.
“So? That makes it hotter.”
My pants were starting to get uncomfortably tight.
It’s the alcohol. That’s it. Nothing more.
“No. End of discussion. I need to finish this drink and go back to my hotel. Alone.”
“Fine. I won’t push.”