Page 122 of Three Hockey Hotties

Benjamin pauses in the midst of opening the refrigerator. Dash freezes, his gaze locked on her.

She looks from them to me. “Will you all come to bed with me?”

“You know we will, Lollipop,” I say. “You always get whatever you want from us.”

She pulls the sweater she’s wearing over her head and tosses it on top of her jacket, leaving her in a simple, fitted tank with her jeans.

“I am so sorry I left,” she says. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t here with you all. And not just because Kane got hurt, though definitely that. I just can’t believe I ever thought there was anywhere else I would want to be. Anywhere else I should be. You all are home now. You’re where I want to be always no matter what is going on or how any of us are feeling or what we’re going through.”

Benjamin blows out a long breath while Dash sucks one in.

“We love you so much, Abby,” I say.

“So much,” Dash agrees.

I know they’ve already had a mini reunion when they met up on the road before coming back to the hospital, but there will never be a time when we’ve all said I love you too much.

“Tell us what you need,” Benjamin says to her.

“All three of you. Together. At the same time.” She pauses. “In my room with me.”

That even makes me pause for a moment. We’ve been giving her that space to get away from the overwhelm of having three men in her life all at once. And it’s worked out great. We have plenty of other places where we can be together, sexually and otherwise.

Her inviting us into that space is meaningful. And awesome.

“Are you sure?” Dash asks.

She gives him a gorgeous smile and reaches out a hand toward him. “Completely sure.” She reaches for me with her other hand. “Take me to bed.”

Dash takes her hand and lifts it to his mouth, kissing the back. “Gladly.”

“What the fuck are we waiting for?” I ask, bending and swooping her up into my arms.

She gasps and giggles, then Dash steps forward and says, “You were just in the hospital, idiot.” Then takes her from me.

I protest. “I’m good. She’s completely healing me.”

Dash laughs. “Oh I’m sure you’re not feeling anything north of your fly, but how about you let us exert most of the energy?” He squeezes Abby. “I think we should let Kane lay back and have the three of us do most of the work. What do you say?”

She gives me a flirty, sexy smile. “I think that sounds amazing. How about you Kane?”

Equal parts lust and love surge through me, and I start for the door leading out of the kitchen. “I think you’re going to have to show me what you mean.”

Five minutes later we’re all in Abby's room, and everyone is naked.

I love that. We don’t feel the need to drag things out or tease. We all know what we want and need.

Her room smells like her—strawberries and cream—and I know my two best friends are just as hard when they take big deep breaths.

It’s soft and pink and comforting and sweet everywhere I look, just like our girl.

And we might have to get a bigger bed in here eventually.

But if we’re going to do what I think we’re going to do tonight, I think we can make this size work.

Three sets of big hands roam over Abby’s body as we stand next to the bed.

She’s almost too small for all of us to be touching her at once, and we keep bumping into one another.