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“Nothing, babe,” I say, kissing her while grabbing her ass. I stand and lift her with me, the movement prompting her to wrap her legs around my waist. Heading to the stairs, I walk us up to my bedroom. “But, just so you know,” I tell her, looking her right in the eyes so I have her full attention. “I love you too.”
Her body tightens in my arms as she looks at me in shock. “You do?” she asks as her eyes grow watery.
“So fucking much,” I declare.
She leans forward and kisses me with everything she’s got. “You don’t know how amazing it is to hear that,” she says between kisses.
“I bet it feels a little something like when I heard you say it this morning.”
“God, you’re such a smartass,” she laughs as I dump her on the edge of my bed and drop to my knees while I rip her shorts off her body.
Dani puts a foot up on my chest, halting my progression, and I take hold of her foot and wait to hear what she needs from me. She pulls her foot from my grasp and sits up on the edge of the bed, placing me right between her thighs and at eye level. She looks at me nervously and bites her lip.
I reach up and free her lip from her teeth. “What is it, Dani?” I ask.
She looks deep into my eyes and scoots herself forward so she falls into my lap. I catch her effortlessly and look down at her. “I love you,” she tells me from the absolute bottom of her heart, the emotion loud and clear in both her voice and eyes.
My chest aches for her as I desperately catch her lips in mine and hold her against me. I raise us off the floor and gently lay her on the bed, taking the utmost care as I worship her body and make love to her. Knowing for the first time in my life, that not only do I love this beautiful woman with everything I am, but she will be my wife. The mother of my children. The only woman that I will ever give myself to for the rest of my life.
Chapter 17
Danielle
Sophie and I sit in the grandstand watching our men annihilate the team from New York. They’ve put in one of the best games of the season, and I know there was a scout here somewhere who wanted to check out the Dream Team in action.
They’re down to the last few minutes of the game. Coach Harris is red in the face, screaming from the barrier. We already know we’ve won this one, but he wants them to finish it strong. Who can blame him?
Miller looks up at me and gives me the cheekiest grin before stealing the puck from the New York forward with absolute ease. He adds a little fancy ass footwork before powering on with amazing speed, as Tank and Bobby do an incredible job of keeping his line clear.
I watch as he stares down the opposition’s goalie and shoots for everything he’s worth. The puck enters the goal and, not two seconds later, the buzzer sounds, signaling the end of yet another brilliant game. Once again, my boys are left undefeated.
We cheer with pride as the boys line up through the center of the ice, shaking the hands of the opposing team. They leave the ice as proud men and disappear into the locker room. The spectators slowly clear out, leaving the die-hard fans gathered around, waiting to congratulate the boys and find out where the party is going to be tonight.
I make my way down to the merchandise stand to find out how our sales are going. After adding the boy’s jerseys to our collection, I’m not surprised to find that they’ve been selling like hotcakes, especially the ones that say CAIN across the back. Though I must admit, I might have bought one of those myself then surprised Miller in the bedroom when he got home the other night.
“How are you doing, girls?” I ask when I finally make it through the crowd that’s trying to get to my boys.
“Yeah, good,” the freshman says. “We’ve been getting smashed. I think we’re going to need a third person to help us out.”
“Okay, sure. I’ll get it cleared with Coach Harris. I’m sure it’ll be fine,” I tell them as they hastily continue making sales. I check the stock and get busy helping them out when a familiar set of hands circle my waist.
“Fuck, you’re sexy with my name on your back,” Miller says in my ear because, obviously, I couldn’t resist wearing his jersey tonight.
I turn in his arms and give him a congratulatory kiss. “And you’re sexy when you’re dominating that ice.”
Miller grins wide. “Are you girls up for Micky’s tonight?”
