Page 47 of Three Hockey Hotties

Benjamin gives a huff of impatience. “You didn’t have to just blurt it out like that.”

“Yes, I did,” Kane protests. “Neither of you making it clear and Abby is worried. So I cut through all the background noise and just laid it out straight.”

Abby glances from Kane to Benjamin to me.

Benjamin gives her a soft smile.

I nod. “This is what we want.”

Her gaze returns to Kane when he starts speaking.

“Abby girl, we all three laid eyes on you and we all want, hell need, to be with you. That’s it. Plain and simple. So here’s our proposal—I am the optimist, the one who doesn’t beat around the bush, the fun with a capital F. I can cheer you up when you’re sad. Dash is the guy who will notice every little detail about you and how you’re feeling, and you’ll swear he can read your mind because he’ll anticipate every single need or desire you have. Benjamin is the fix-it guy that you can always count on, who would burn the world down for the woman he loves. That’s what we’re offering you—three men. The total fucking package.”

Abby’s eyes are wide. “Can we do that?” she asks. “Will that really work?”

“Hell fucking yeah it will work.” Kane nods confidently.

My own gut tells me that we’ll do anything we have to to make this work.

“When you say share me do you mean…dating?” her cheeks pinken. Her voice drops to a mere whisper. “And…sex?”

“Yes,” we all say simultaneously.

Fuck yeah we mean sex. I cannot wait to taste every single inch of Abby.

She drops her fork with a loud clang.

Her phone buzzes and she absently glances at it. “Oh God, I have to go! I’m going to be late to work!” She shoves her chair back.

Kane gives a growl of frustration and shoves his own chair back, but I put my hand on his forearm.

We need to give her space.

Our offer is a lot to take in.

“Take my car,” I tell her, pulling my keys out of my pocket and handing them to her. “It’s in the garage.” I gesture toward the door in the mudroom. “We’ll see you later.”

“Thank you,” she says. She hesitates, biting her lip. “And thank you for your…proposal. I’ll consider it.”

With that very polite response she takes off in a jog for the garage.

Linda pokes her head out from under the table to stare at Abby retreating.

“I’m not sure that went well,” Benjamin says when the door slams behind her.

“She’s into it,” Kane says confidently. “You’ll see.”

I lean back in my chair, debating what our next move should be. “She is definitely into us but she’s worried. We just have to reassure her that we’re cool with all of us also being with her.”

“How do we do that?” Benjamin asks.

Kane shrugs and pulls his plate closer. He picks up his fork. “We all flirt with her in front of each other and show her we’re cool. Sounds fun as fuck, actually.”

Benjamin tugs at his tie. “It does,” he admits.

My whole body is tense with desire for Abby. I’m going to need a cold shower before practice.

“Oh, yeah,” I agree. “Fun is one way to put it.”