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I skate onto the ice, ready to run some drills, when Caleb rushes towards me.
“You’re late,” he states with a Cheshire cat smile. “Does that mean what I think it means? Did you get the girl?”
“I got the girl.” I grin, feeling like my heart is too big to keep in my chest.
“Now that’s what I’m talking about!” He cheers loudly. “I’m not even going to take credit for joining you two lovebirds together, but if you decide to name your firstborn after me, I wouldn’t mind.”
“I’ll think about it.” I chuckle.
“Make sure that you do,” he jokes, skating backward to his goalpost. “Congratulations, buddy. You deserve it.”
And for the rest of the day, I wear my smile with pride.
Because I do deserve this.
I deserve to be happy, and Lottie… is all that and then some.
After a long day at the arena, I’m anxious to get home, craving my Lottie fix more than I need oxygen in my lungs. I curse under my breath as I fumble with my house keys, feeling like it’s taking forever to find the right one. Once I finally do, I slide the damn thing into the lock and open the door in a mad haste. I’ve barely stepped inside when I see the woman of my dreams, wearing my jersey and nothing else, running in my direction. Lottie flings herself in the air without hesitation, confident that I will always catch her. Once I have her in my grip, she wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck.
“You’re home.” She sighs in relief as if she has also been counting down the seconds until my return.
“Somebody missed me,” I tease as she peppers my face with kisses.
“Hmm,” she hums, too busy kissing me to say anything else.
My chuckle quickly turns into a moan when I realize she’s not wearing any panties under my jersey.
God, she’s perfect.
I walk us towards the kitchen island and plant her sweet ass on it before cupping her face in my palms.
“I missed you, too, sweetheart.”
“Prove it,” she challenges, raking her nails on the nape of my neck, stirring awake the ravenous beast inside me.
Since I don’t have to be told twice, I crash my lips on hers, relishing how her kiss always feels like I’m coming home. We’re all lips, tongues, and teeth as we try to make up for lost time.
“Fuck, you taste sweet,” I groan, nibbling on her ear.
“I bet I could taste even sweeter,” she moans when my tongue runs down her neck.
“I doubt that very much.”
“Try me.”
“Oh, believe me, I’m about to,” I groan, needling her perky nipples over the jersey with my fingers.
But to my dismay, she pushes my advances away and jumps off the island.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I growl, my eyes following her perfect ass over to the fridge.
“Proving my point.” She winks at me, knowing full well I get hard whenever she does that shit.
I watch impatiently as she opens the fridge and grins like the cat who ate the canary when she pulls out a bottle of whipped cream and another one of chocolate syrup.
“I like where your head’s at.”
“I thought you might,” she retorts, walking barefoot towards me, looking like sin incarnate in my jersey.
