Page 102 of Wild Ever After
Jack is sitting in my seat. He and Tyler are watching film from the game.
“Sorry, man. Two seconds,” Jack says to me, holding out a tablet between him and Tyler.
“Nah, it’s good.” I pass by them and stop next to Morrison a few rows back.
He looks up from his phone and nods his head.
I drop into the seat next to him and glance at his screen. His little boy has his face smushed up close, talking, though I can’t make out what he’s saying.
Smiling, I pull out my phone to text Jade, then realize how late it is. Every time we lose on the road, she sends me a single message with only the middle finger emoji. It cracks me up.
Morrison says his goodbyes to his wife and son and then turns to me. “Sorry, man. I couldn’t find my headphones.”
“Nah, you’re cool.”
He sets his phone on his lap. The wallpaper is a picture of him and his family. The three of them are all smiles.
“Isn’t it late for him?” I ask.
“His sleep schedule is all fucked up,” he says, like I know what a sleep schedule is.
Even though most of my friends have settled down, and some are even engaged, their lives don’t feel that different from mine. Kids. That’s a whole other level.
It makes me wonder what the future might be like with Jade. We could travel in the off-season. I can take her to all the places she’s ever dreamed of going. More weekends and fun with our friends. Maybe kids at some point. I’ve never really let myself daydream about all that—my own family, but I like the idea a whole lot.
I can’t sleep on the plane, even though I’m dog tired. I’m too anxious to get home. By the time we land, and I make the drive to my house, all I want is to see my girl and then sleep for twelve hours. In that order.
I pull the Ferrari into the garage and cut the engine. My muscles protest as I unfold myself from the car. Everything seems to hurt worse after a loss.
The house is quiet, and I move softly, so I don’t wake her. I took a puck to the side of the leg last night and it left a nasty bruise.
I find her in the bedroom, but pause when she isn’t asleep like I expected. Her laptop sits in front of her, and she has on headphones. My movement startles her, and she jumps, then hits me with a big smile as she tosses her computer and headphones to the side and scrambles up to say hello.
“Hey, baby. You’re awake.”
“Of course.” She climbs me, wrapping her arms around my neck and her legs around my waist. “For seven whole days you’re mine!”
She squeezes me and her hands dig into another sore spot on my body. I don’t manage to cover my wince and Jade immediately drops down. “Are you okay?”
“Little banged up. Nothing a hot shower and ice pack won’t fix.”
“Are you tired?”
I shake my head. The last thing I want is to go to bed. I’m so excited to be home for the week. Leaving Jade gets harder each trip. Each time I’m a little more eager to come home to her.
I think of Morrison and his little boy. That has to be brutal, not seeing your kid every day. Though there are probably perks too. I see how the guys with families light up on family skate nights, watching their kids take the ice, knocking a puck around together.
“Good.” She kisses me and I pull her down onto the bed. We make quick work of our clothing and then Jade pushes me onto my back and scoots down my body.
“Whatcha doing, baby?” I ask, voice gruff as she kneels between my legs.
“Making sure you get a win tonight.” Her lips curve into a smile and then she’s taking me into her mouth before I can tell her that finding her in my bed waiting for me is all the win I need. Though, I’m not opposed to another.
Jade makes the sexiest noises while taking me to the back of her throat and swirling her tongue along my piercing. Her mouth is perfection, and I don’t want to stop her, but I can’t wait another second to be inside her.
Lifting her, I bring her on top of me. She eases down on my dick and then stills.
“Always so good,” she whispers, staring down at me. “Are you sure you’re real?”
