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“You invited those assholes?” Greyson asked, glancing over at me, but not sounding overly upset about them popping up for our date.
Jack held up a bag of gear. “Think you can keep up with us for a game?”
Greyson hesitated again.
“Come on, Grey-Grey. It’ll be fun. Half the battle was getting you on the ice again,” said Sebastian. “Grey-Grey.” I hadn’t heard that one before.
“Fine,” he said, as if he was doing them a favor.
They suited up, and I settled onto the bench, trying not to think about how hot they were because a public orgy would definitely not be approved of.
Greyson stared at the stick Jack had handed him, the others already passing back and forth. Sebastian shot him a puck and Greyson easily handled it, skating towards the net and taking a confident shot that went into the net.
He whooped and pumped his stick in the air and my grin was so big I probably resembled a clown.
They began to play two against two, and I couldn’t take my eyes off of them.
I closed my eyes, and a memory washed over me.
Suddenly, I could hear the roar of the crowd, feel the energy pulsating through the air as Greyson and the others took to the ice for our high school team. Girls around us were dressed in their best school pride and when I stared down at myself, I was wearing Greyson’s jersey.
I gripped the edge of my seat, my heart pounding in my chest as Greyson streaked down the ice, the puck dancing on the blade of his stick. His movements were fluid and precise. With a sudden burst of speed, Greyson darted past the opposing defense, his eyes locked on the goal in front of him.
Suddenly, he glanced up to where I was sitting...and he winked at me.
Greyson closed in on the net and unleashed a powerful shot, the puck sailing through the air. The crowd held its breath, their eyes glued to the puck as it soared towards the goal.
With a resounding thud, it found its mark, slamming into the back of the net with a force that sent the goal post shaking. The arena erupted in cheers as the buzzer rang and the game ended, the sound echoing off the walls as Greyson raised his arms in triumph.
Sebastian, Jack, and Carter tackled him to the ice.
I came back to the present when Sebastian crashed Greyson into the boards as they fought for the puck.
“You still hit like a pussy,” snarled Greyson, elbowing Sebastian in the gut as he tore the puck away from him and passed it to Carter who fired on the goal.
“And you obviously need to work out more,” Sebastian retorted mockingly as Greyson gasped for breath.
Greyson kept his body perfect—his muscles were a work of art—but there was obviously a difference in working out in a gym and skating on the ice for hours.
And these guys were at each other’s throats again.
Luckily, I’d discovered there were a few things that unified them all—worrying about me and fucking me.
I grabbed a stick myself and skated out.
“Oh, hell no,” Greyson said, his eyes lighting up with worry. I’d planned on thefuckingdistraction, but apparently I was not allowed to offer even the lightest check to one of these guys.
I tried skating into Jack, as if I were an opponent checking him into the boards. He just caught me up in one arm, not moving in the least even on skates.
“You could let a girl pretend,” I teased him.
“Maybe another time,” Greyson answered with a frown. “I don’t trust these idiots not to…hurt you.”
I frowned right back at him. I appreciated their protectiveness…sometimes…but this was a little too much. I wasn’t going to die from falling on the ice or getting pushed into the boards.
But then Jack lowered his head and kissed me, since he still had me anchored against his hard, powerful body. The two of us traded long, intense kisses. I smiled against his lips, because kissing him while we rocked on the ice like this brought up the ghosts of old memories.
Sweet ones.
