“Seriously?”
The reporter holds up their phone. I squint at the photo of me on social media and skim the comments.
Damn. Coach Porter is sexy when he smiles.
Grumpy AND hot hockey coach for the win.
More cutaways to Coach Porter during the game, please and thank you
Coach Porter, can I call you daddy? YUM
I let out a surprised, flustered laugh. “Jesus.”
The entire press room erupts in laughter. Jason is hunched over as he cackles. Even Ryker is chuckling.
I rub the back of my neck, embarrassed and amused. “Wow. Just…wow.”
Everyone laughs again. Post-game press ends, and I head back to my office. When I check my phone, I see a message from Abby.
Abby: Hey there, hot coach :)
Me: Don’t tell me you’ve seen the comments about me on social media.
Abby: I have. And I have to agree with them. You are very, very hot.
I smile at my phone screen.
Abby: Congrats on the win, by the way! Emma had a blast. She can’t stop talking about the puck Ryker signed for her. She’s going to bring it to show and tell next week.
Me: That’s really cute. I’m so glad she had a nice time. Hopefully you did too?
Abby: Absolutely. Can’t wait to go to another one :)
Me: Does that mean you’re officially a hockey fan?
Abby: Yup! And hey, I have a little surprise for you when you get home. A little treat for you for winning tonight. Come straight up to your bedroom ;)
My dick twitches as I type out a reply.
Can’t wait.
When I walk into my bedroom, my eyes almost pop out of my head. Abby is sitting on the edge of my bed wearing that skimpy dress she wore the night we almost kissed.
My eyes go straight to her boobs, which are spilling out of the top.
“Hey, you.” Her voice is sweet and teasing.
I strip off my suit jacket and clear the space between us in less than two seconds. I lean down, cup her face in my hands, and kiss her until she’s panting.
“Hey,” I say when I break the kiss.
She smiles and bites her lip.
My gaze falls to her sexy-as-fuck cleavage. “Nice dress.”
“I saw how much you liked it the first time I wore it.”
“I love it. You look incredible in it.”