Page 165 of On Thin Ice


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“I want you wearing this every night.” I clutched the t-shirt in my hand. “Unless you’re naked. Either will do.”

“I’m not sure we’ll both fit,” she said, eyeing the shower cubicle.

“We’ll fit,” I said, pushing my boxers down my hips and kicking them off. Harper did the same with her underwear until we were both naked.

“Now what?” Anticipation glittered in her eyes as I stalked forward, sliding my hands under the backs of her thighs and picking her up.

Harper squealed, wrapping her legs around my waist, and I carried her into the shower, pressing her back against the cold tiles. “Mmm,” she purred, wiggling against my morning wood. “A girl could get used to this kind of wake-up call.”

“Good.” I kissed her, sucking her bottom lip into my mouth and biting gently. “Because I plan on waking you up like this a lot.”

“Mason?”

“Yeah, blondie?”

“Less talking.” She grinned, grabbing onto my shoulders for more leverage as she fitted our bodies together, and slowly sank down on my aching dick. “And more fucking.”

Now there was a plan I could get on board with.

* * *

“So spill,” Noah said as we changed after practice.

I’d been all set to talk to Coach Dixon and set the record straight about Harper, but he never showed. Coach Tucker didn’t seem too concerned, but it had me wondering what was going on after Harper confided in me about his history of alcohol abuse.

I didn’t say anything, though. It didn’t seem like my place. And I was still figuring out how to navigate the fact I was seeing the assistant coach’s daughter.

“What?”

“Don’t give me that,” he rolled his eyes. “Either you saw Jenni last night, or you and Harper—”

“Keep your voice down,” I hissed, glancing around the locker room. But it had already thinned out; most of the guys were gone for the day.

“I’m going with option B.”

“You’re an asshole.”

“And you’re boning Coach D’s daughter.”

“Holden, I swear to fucking God…”

“Relax, no one is listening. Besides, if they were, they know better than to run off and tell Coach.”

“I’d planned on talking to him today, but he isn’t here.”

“Yeah, what’s up with that? Coach Tucker almost seemed too laid-back about it.”

“Who knows.” I shrugged, hoping he’d drop it.

“So, you and Harper. Is it a bit of fun or—” I shot him a harsh look, and he grinned. “Well, holy shit. My boy went and caught feelings.”

“Fuck off. It’s new.”Really fucking new. “And we’re not going to make a big deal about it yet.”

“What, why not? Rory and I tried to keep it a secret, and you saw how that worked out for us.”

“A) Mine and Harper’s situation is not the same. B) Her father is our coach, or had you forgotten that tidbit of information? And C) I need to break it off with Jenni before we go public.”

“What do you mean you need to break it off with Jenni? I didn’t realize there was anything to break off.” He gawked at me like I’d grown a second head.

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