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MILLION REASONS BY LADY GAGA
Cat
“What’s the French word for that?” Sophie asks with a smile as her gaze goes back and forth between the hockey rink and me.
I roll my eyes. “Ménage à trois, asshole.”
She laughs. “I know. But seriously, look how far you’ve come. Not only do you talk like a big girl and use the proper terminology, you had two at once. Mama’s proud.”
I squeeze my lips shut to keep from laughing.
“So now what? Are you guys going to do it again? Is Frank going to be your boyfriend? Did Jay kiss him? Oh my God, I knew Jay wanted a man to spank him and call him a whore!”
I drop my head back and let out a loud laugh. “Shut up!” I hiss, looking around to make sure no one can hear her. Fortunately, there’s no one to listen because the guys have the rink to themselves for their weekly Thursday morning skate. Sophie begged Jay to let us tag along since she’s always wanted to, as she put it, “watch men dance on ice.”
“Well, did he?”
“Oh my God, Soph,no.”
“It’s not that far-fetched, you know. Frank could definitely turn any man.”
I groan into my mitten-covered hands. “I don’t know why I told you.”
She grins. “Because how could you not? You’re obviously freaking out.”
I shrug. Surprisingly, I’m not. Things haven’t been awkward with Jay. So we had sex with someone else. Honestly, I think it brought us closer. It’s like he understands me in a way no one ever has. He knows what I need without my asking, and he willingly gives it because it brings him pleasure to do so.
“No, I asked you here to talk about the project with Sienna. And—wait, I didn’t even ask you here. You begged Jay to come.”
I’m still pinching myself. We’re really going to film a show withSienna Langfield. I’ll continue to runJoliefrom Paris, and Sophie is taking over the Boston office while we’re gone. Knowing the magazine will be in her capable hands will allow me to work with Jay day in and day out on Bouvier’s first television series. Already, the buzz around it is huge.
She laughs. “True. Okay, but seriously, we can talk about the Sienna thing after the game? Because right now, my girlie parts just want to focus on these men. I don’t care if one happens to be your husband. There is just something about a man and a hockey stick.”
I chuckle as I sip my coffee. She’s not wrong. My husband is hot in a suit, and he’s fucking gorgeous naked. But God, Jay suited up and on the ice, gliding smoothly across it with determination and ease with a hockey stick in his hand and in control of the puck? Fuck, I’d drop to my knees right now for him.
He slips past Kevin and passes the puck to Gavin, who shoots and scores on a grumpy Beckett. His resounding shout and then wink in my direction has me melting into a puddle on the floor. This man and the way I love him.
“Oh my gosh, Cat, look at the way he’s slapping Gavin on the ass,” Sophie teases.
I laugh as we stand, getting our stuff together. “Will you stop? My husband is not attracted to men!”
“Fuck, look who it is.” Jay’s voice carries through the rink, and Sophie and I watch as Rowan Parker enters the rink and skates up to Gavin and Jay.
Jay’s eyes light up like Rowan is the greatest thing he’s ever seen.
Sophie laughs. “Not into men, my ass.”
I giggle and head down the bleachers. By the time we’ve reached the men, the rest of the players are heading to the ice, and I can’t stop staring at them all. They’re just so big. And powerful. I mean, watching my man on the ice was enjoyable, but this is something else. These men make Jay look small, and that’s saying something.
“Remember how I said I was into daddies?” Sophie whispers, her focus never leaving the ice.
“Yeah, I hear you,” I mutter, wiping at my chin to catch any drool.
