Page 82 of Secret Puck
I run to the door and fling it open as they approach. “What are you doing here?”
I hug Adam first. As excited as I am about the man behind him, it’s been three years since Adam and I have celebrated a Thanksgiving together. He always stayed at Valley because of his hockey schedule.
“Decided to come up for the night, enjoy Mom’s sour cream apple pie. We have to go back tomorrow night to have dinner with the team.”
“Figures you found a way to have two Thanksgiving dinners.”
Adam heads inside, so do Mav and Rhett. Heath lingers with a sexy smirk. “Hey, Genevieve.”
I throw myself at him.
“Couch, Payne.” Adam’s voice comes from behind me. “Mav and Rhett, you guys can take the guest room.”
Adam gets Heath a pillow and blanket, and I stay downstairs as Heath spreads out on the couch bed.
“Why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”
“I wanted to surprise you. Also, I didn’t know until about three hours ago. Your brother said he was heading up and asked if we wanted to come with him.” He shrugs. “I was half expecting him to stop on the freeway somewhere and kick me out of the car.”
“So you’re here because of my brother?” I sneak a hand inside his shirt and up his chest.
“Yep. He really does it for me.” He winces. “Shit, I can’t even joke about it while I’m hard.”
“Come up to my room.” I start to stand, but he doesn’t budge.
“I don’t think I should.”
“Because of Adam? He’s had more girls in his room than Sephora on sale day.”
“I don’t know what that means, but I’m guessing it’s a lot.”
“Yes.” I pull again, but he shakes his head.
“It’s not just Adam. I’m a guest and I don’t want your parents to think I came up to get in their daughter’s pants.
“Oh my god, when did you turn into this good guy?”
“Don’t worry, baby. I’m still bad.” He pulls me down on top of him and quickly has me pinned underneath him on the couch bed.
He doesn’t kiss me, though, just stares down at me.
“I’m so excited you’re here.”
He grins. “Me too.”
I wakeup to the smell of pumpkin and turkey and am instantly giddy. A real Thanksgiving with the whole family. And Heath.
Adam and the guys are already up, their doors open and rooms empty as I pass by on my way downstairs. I slow as I get to the last step. Heath’s pulling a gray T-shirt over his head and holding his phone up to his ear.
When he spots me, he smiles, and my insides turn to mush.
“All right, I should go. The guys are waiting on me.” He continues staring at me as he says goodbye to whoever he’s talking to. I meet him halfway as he pockets his phone.
“Was that your mom?”
“Yeah.”
“She must miss having you home for the holidays. My mom’s ecstatic Adam’s here. She’s been in the kitchen all morning making extra pies.”
