Page 22 of Big Pucking Deal
He smacks my ass, hard, and I yelp. “Baby, you did more than just okay. You sucked my dick like it had gold inside of it. Fucking phenomenal baby. Now get over here and let’s sleep.”
I smile, proud of myself for doing good for him, and crawl to where he lays. I wrap myself around him and we fall asleep holding one another close, visions of our past and future melding into one beautiful dream.
I SCISSORmy knees open and close as I do my pregame warm-ups, otherwise known as Puck Bunny hour. Not to be confused with my Bunny. She’s nothing like those bed hoppers.
I feel a very large presence slide up beside me and look over to see Kayce Bicknelle, our center and team nice guy.
“What’s up, Santos? Did you know Jordan’s sister is out in the stands?”
I look over my shoulder in shock, following his eye line, and see Jolie standing at the glass, a smile on her face and my jersey on her back.
“What’s she doing here?” I ask, moreso to myself, but loud enough for Kayce to hear.
“I thought you knew considering you two are together, and everything.”
I look over at him and he stares at me with a knowing smirk, daring me to deny what he already knows. I sigh and let my head hang between my shoulders.
“How’d you know?” I push up to my knees and see him with a smug smile.
Kayce reaches out to help me to my feet and crosses his arms over his chest. “Seriously? I mean, I knew you two had a thing the minute I saw you go ballistic and practically tear the arena down when that fan got handsy.”
We start a new round of stretches, facing one another so we can continue our conversation.
“We’ve known each other since we were kids and when she returned home, the feelings that I managed to push down for the last few years came bubbling right up to the surface. She smiled and it was like love at first sight. You know?”
He watches me with a curious but understanding look on his face. “Yeah. I think I do know. So what does Jordan have to say about it?”
I blow out a breath and explain. “Jo kind of gave me a warning years ago that I wasn’t good enough for her and to stay away.”
“Ouch.”
“Yeah. Ouch.” My eyes wander over to where Jolie stands and she smiles when our eyes connect.
“So then I guess it didn’t go over well?”
“He was pissed at first, but then he confessed that the only reason he told me to stay away was because he thought Jolie and I would run off with each other and leave him behind.” Kayce snorts and shakes his head. “Fucking ridiculous, right? Anyway, we talked, he finally got it, then laid down some rules about PDA in the house when he’s around.”
Kayce lays one of his giant paws on my padded shoulder and gives me a shake. “You’ve got it bad”
We start making our way over to the bench as warm-up time comes to an end, and I ask, “Got what bad?”
“The Love Jones. You’re all caught up in that girl and it’s written all over your face.” My gloved hand reaches up as if I could touch the look he’s talking about. “It’s not a bad thing, Santos. Go with it.”
We jump over the boards, Coach Hammer gives us thekick their assesspeech in his grizzly bear voice, and I look up to where Jolie shuffles to her seat with a sparkle in my eyes. Myheart does that padam padam thing it does when Jolie smiles at me.
The game begins with the puck drop. and it turns heated instantly. Bodies are checked here and there, and I work hard to help Goldie, our goalie, protect our goal. Whenever I get a moment to breathe, I sneak a glance to my Bunny and see her with a smile and a twinkle in her eye.
We control the puck in front of the opponent’s net, but there’s a lot of forechecking going on, so I can’t lose sight of the puck for even a second. The other team regains control of the biscuit and I switch into defense mode. I can see guys move to screen Goldie and I make a fastbreak to get to him. These fuckers actually believe they have a shot at getting past me.
My guys are backchecking, positioning themselves to help their wings, and JJ, Viktor and I start gap controlling to stop them from scoring. They work to create passing lanes and try to confuse us, but we’re the best in cycling. They’re just spinning their blades trying to pull one past us.
I see how careless the wing is with protecting the puck, so I take a chance and make a move for it. I steal it away and make a fast break up the side, making sure to stay away from the wall. I feel guys on my back, on my side, and there is no doubt I’m about to get slammed. I look for my center and see Kayce ready and waiting for me.
I pass the puck to him so gracefully you’d think I was a goddamn ballerina. He catches it, moves left then right, and when he doesn’t see an open pass, takes the shot for himself. Their left defenseman tries to block the shot, but he’s just a second too slow. The puck flies past him and straight into the net, lighting the lamp.
Kayce and I speed towards one another to celebrate as do the other guys and when we break, I look up to where Jo sits. Onlyshe isn’t sitting. She’s on her feet, jumping and yelling while the crowd around her looks on with annoyance.
Love Jones.Yeah…I’ve got it bad.
