She definitely has the advantage right now. If I’m lucky, she’s going to let me take her to bed again. Not tonight, but some night. I’ve dreamt about those red locks being tangled around my fingers since she dumped a drink on my head in the bar.
“Gonna go out on a limb and guess you like it.” She points her spoon to the flightbetween us.
“I’m not sure I’ve ever had something so delicious on my tongue.”
She inhales some cotton candy and coughs, her face going red.
Leaning in, I stroke the inside of her palm. “What is it, Firecracker? Did you taste delicious on my tongue?” No one else can hear me, and there’s every chance she’s going to dump another drink on my head right now for being so forward, but something about her makes me want to push her limits. Just a little.
Okay, fine, maybe a lot.
“I remember your tongue.” Her voice is barely audible in the din of the restaurant, but she’s so close to my ear that every word tickles my cheek. Her eyes darken, she licks her lips, and I swear I’m about to combust with how fucking hot she is right now. “I dream about that night regularly.” Her chest rises and falls with heavy breaths.
I don’t remember what her body is like under those clothes, but it’s taking all my strength not to peel them off her. There’s nothing I want more than to lie her flat on this table, cover her in crème brûlée and take my time licking it off.
Pretty sure that’d be frowned upon, though.
“You want to tell me about it while I drive you home?”
She shakes her head before tucking her lip between her teeth, saying more with her eyes than I ever thought possible. “Can we go back to your place?”
“The hockey house? People might see you.” When she flinches I hurry to finish. “I don’t care who the hell sees you with me. I want you to be my girl, and I want a blimp to tell the whole world to fuck all the way off. You’re spoken for.”
She smiles, but it’s shaky.
“If you’re not ready to be mine though, that’s cool with me. We can take it slowly. My teammates don’t have to know. Eloise doesn’t have to know. Our parents don’t have to know.It can be just us.” I brush her hair behind her ear, stroking her cheek. “Whatever you’re ready for, I’m ready for. You set the pace.”
She looks me square in the eye and nods. “Okay.”
“Okay.”
“I want to go back to your place.”
Winning the lottery wouldn’t feel as good as this. I can’t contain my glee as I pick her up and spin her around right there at the table.
“What the lady wants, the lady gets. Let’s go.”
CHAPTER 25
Victoria
I’d be lying if I said there was no reaction to my arrival at the hockey house. All three de la Peña’s are lounging on the couch watching something on TV when we walk in. They don’t say a word, but their eyes follow me from the door through the foyer.
Eloise’s goalie guy, Ares, the youngest of the three brothers and the one who isn’t a twin, tilts his head to the side and nods like something clicked into place for him. He smiles before waving at me, and I offer him a shy wave in return. He moves to stand, but Apollo smacks his chest with an open palm, forcing him to sit back down on his ass. “Don’t.”
“I was just going to ask if she wanted a drink or something.”
“No you weren’t.” Artemis shakes his head. “Stay.”
“I’m not a fucking dog.” Ares brushes off Apollo’s hand.
Raffi takes my hand, leading me over to the couch. “Guys, this is Tori. We’re dating. Don’t embarrass me. Tori, these are the de la Peña brothers. None of them live here, yet they can almost always be found here.” He tosses the car keys to Apollo. “Thanks, man.”
After a quick hello, we stop by the kitchen. A guy I don’t know is heating something on the stove.
Raffi doesn’t need snacks right now, but he grabs us a couple bottles of water from the fridge, and sticks an apple in each pocket. “For later,” he says, but I wouldn’t be surprised if he had both of them gone by the time we got to his room.
“Scott, Tori. Tori, Scott.” He fistbumps the guys at the stove. “Best friend of the de la Peña twins and all-around nice guy. Not a bad hockey player either.”
