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Bridget looked at me. I looked at Bridget. We laughed. And laughed.
“What? I’m not wrong,” Mallory added.
I didn’t think she was. But Theo seemed to be a tough nut to crack, but if anyone could do it, it’d be her.
When I was wiping my eyes with a napkin, Mallory piped up again. “Just because he’s away doesn’t mean you can’t do sexy times. I bet you haven’t had phone sex. Or video chat sex.”
“She’s been in his bed, so why does she need to phone it in?” Bridget asked, taking another sip of her drink.
“He’s in Finland.” Mallory turned to face me. “I’m not getting any, Lindy. It’s clear since I’m all up in your sex life. So please, please have video chat sex with that man later. He’s earned it.”
She was right. The idea was hot. And would be amazing in my book. I wasn’t telling either of them I was game. I shrugged, playing it cool.
“I’m so impressed with you, Lindy Beckett,” Mallory gushed.
“Why?” I scooped some guac onto a chip.
“Bagging a professional hockey player. He’s gorgeous. Nice. Talented. And he’s soooo into you. Plus, he has a magical dick,” Mallory added.
“I didn’t say that Aspen did,” I clarified while crunching on the chip. “But it’s true.”
He sooooo did.
32
DEX
* * *
I dropped onto the edge of my bed with a heavy sigh as I tugged on my tie to loosen it.
The organizers had us players busy non-stop. We weren’t in the country as tourists. Even game day, we were up early and at the rink practicing. After, there was another media gauntlet. I knew most of the other players from games, some even from the Silvermines but were traded. We were all here to give the fans a good time and the competitive level of the game was lower, we played hard.
By the time it was all over, and I finally got to my hotel room, I was exhausted.
Lindy and I had texted, but never connecting. When I was on the ice, she was sleeping. When I was sleeping, she was up. It sucked.
I knew being away from her was going to be tough, but for some reason I felt it this trip. While playing hockey was my life, for the first time I felt like I left something behind. That I was being pulled.
It was going to be worse during the regular season, but there was no option. Every player who had a spouse or significant other were separated for stretches. It was part of the game, but the main reason Lindy didn’t want to get serious.
She was in my house. In my bed. But that was as far as it went. She wanted permanent, forever, the picket fence and kids in Hunter Valley. I respected her decision and she had been honest about it from the start. But I felt like we were doomed and being so far away, I couldn’t do anything to sway her. In fact, it was only proving her point. Even in the few months I had off, I still had commitments to the team and my contract.
I couldn’t break my deal with the Silvermines even if I wanted to. I’d never even considered the possibility, until now. I felt like I was being forced to choose between hockey and Lindy. The legalese of my contract and Lindy herself said I couldn’t have both.
Lindy wasn’t going to leave Montana. Hell, I didn’t think she’d ever leave her house.
When my cell chimed, I nabbed it. My heart raced as if I got a breakaway with the puck.
* * *
Sugar: Great game!
* * *
I smiled. No, fuck, I all out grinned. My brothers watched some of my games. Not all, because there were eighty-two in a season. Plus, exhibition games like the one I just played. And playoffs. They didn’t stay CEOs or become doctors by sitting around watching hockey all the time. But Lindy? It felt different, this satisfaction, knowing she’d watched.
* * *
