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Every single message that comes through makes me crave more.
What we’re doing now is fun. More than fun. But I can only go for so long jerking it to his sexy photos and videos and filthy words. I want to get down and dirty with this man in real life. I just need to figure out a way to make that happen.
As we approach the club where tonight’s celebration is taking place, the heavy bass hits my ears, and I can’t deny that a rush of adrenaline shoots through me.
I need this.
I haven’t had a proper night out in…too fucking long.
I watch in awe as Calvin gives our names to the bouncer, and the guy opens the rope holding everyone else out so we can enter. Behind us, there’s a collective groan of irritation from those who have to wait in line.
Usually, that’s me standing out in the cold, so I’ll take every privilege I can get while it’s available to me.
I follow the happy couple inside as they take an immediate right and head up a set of stairs leading to the VIP area where the others will be congregating.
Not so long ago, the thought of hanging out with the LA Vipers’ hockey team was nothing but a dream. Each and every time I interact with one of these guys, even Calvin, and he’s practically a part of the family now, I have to pinch myself.
I never thought this would be a part of my life, but it is, and I couldn’t be more grateful that my sister started banging one of the best D-men and brought me here.
Maybe being dragged into a lingerie store and forced to comment on what I think Calvin would like was worth it, after all.
“Hey, you’re here,” Bea says excitedly as she bounds up to Sienna.
“Whoa,” Sienna cries in surprise as she gets engulfed by her best friend.
“Ignore her,” Rett says, stepping up behind her. “She’s had her first taste of alcohol in months. It’s gone straight to her head.”
“Lucky you,” Calvin teases.
“My mom and dad are babysitting tonight,” Rett states, a naughty twinkle in his eye.
“Oh my god, I love this song. Come and dance with me,” Bea shouts before dragging Sienna away, whether she likes it or not.
“Oh, man. You’re either in for the best night of your lives, or she’s going to be passed out in the corner within an hour.”
“Honestly, I’d put money on it being the latter,” Rett says as he watches his girl go. “She deserves every second of this, though. She’s been incredible these last few weeks. Honestly, I don’t know how she does it.”
“Women are superheroes,” I supply.
“That they are,” Rett agrees before we all move toward the bar for a drink.
I scan the crowd that’s already gathered. I should probably be looking for my “date,” but I’d be lying if I said I had thoughts of Darcy on my mind.
I have no idea if Nash is coming tonight. I can only assume that with it being his captain’s birthday, he will make the effort. But this is him we’re talking about. He’s notorious for being absent from a lot of things.
We order drinks, and I stand beside Calvin and Rett as they discuss the Vipers’ next road game series. I soak up every little bit of information, every stat they rattle off as I absently continue to scan the vast space of the VIP area. I make sure to check the darkened corners, but so far, there’s no sight of him. A little bit of my excitement wanes, and it only gets worse when I check my cell and discover I don’t have a reply from my artist yet, either.
But my disappointment doesn’t last much longer. Movement at the top of the stairs catches my eye, and when I look up, I discover the man I’ve been waiting for.
Goddamn, he looks good. He’s wearing a pair of dark gray slacks and a white dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up and the top couple of buttons undone. His hair is a wild mess, like he spent the entire journey here running his fingers through it, and he’s rocking a good couple of days’ worth of stubble. Heat descends to my cock, and I consider just how good that would feel scraping over my skin.
But as I eat him up, I quickly discover that he’s not alone.
Standing right beside him is the man I should be checking out.
The one I agreed to meet here tonight for a do-over of our last date.
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