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Hoss nodded, his eyes alight. "This upcoming season's gonna be one for the books. You can feel it in the air, can't you?"

"Yeah," I said, but then hesitated, my lips quirking into a lopsided smile. "You know, when I first got the offer to coach here, I had my doubts."

"Doubts?" Hoss turned to me, and his eyebrows lifted in surprise.

"I wasn't sure about moving to a small town, taking on a whole team, and then dealing with...well, you." I took a breath as I looked into his eyes. "But I've never been happier to be proven wrong."

I thought Hoss was going to say something profound. He was good with words like that but opted for simple instead. "We're doing something good here for the team and for Cold Pines. This place needed us as much as we needed it."

I chuckled and shook my head. “Are you getting all philosophical on me?”

"Just saying, we're part of this community now. We've got the power to make a difference, both in the game and off the ice."

I gazed at Hoss and saw the sincerity in his eyes. He’d grown to be my partner in every sense of the word. He was the guy who had my back and understood me even when I was being a pain in the ass.

"Hey, Pete?" Hoss began hesitantly, his green eyes searching mine. "I, uh… I just wanted to say…"

I leaned in, my heart pounding in my chest. "Yeah?"

"Thank you," he whispered. "For everything."

His thanks felt like one more piece of our complicated puzzle fitting into place. It blurred our boundaries, and I pressed my lips against his for a passionate kiss.

It was tender at first, but when Hoss’s big hand slipped around the back of my neck and pulled me closer, the kiss grew hot and hungry. Our tongues danced together as I pushed my body up against him.

"Wow," Hoss breathed when we finally broke apart. “That was a good one.”

I chuckled and pushed forward against his body, laying him out the length of the couch on his packet. My fingers worked at his shirt buttons as I planted kisses down the center of his chest.

“And is this better?” I asked as my tongue flicked across a nipple.

“Hell, yeah.” Hoss tugged on my Cougars t-shirt and pulled it off over my head, tossing it halfway across the room.

“Here, or the bedroom?” I whispered.

“As hot as this is, maybe the bedroom’s better. Less chance of a sore neck tomorrow.”

I took his hand, weaving our fingers together, and helped haul my man up off the sofa. “Probably the last time here,” I mused. “Take it all in.”

“Like it matters where,” he laughed as I tugged his shirt off his shoulders and arms, leaving us both naked to the waist when we reached the bedroom.

"God, I want you,” Hoss groaned, wrapping his arms tight around me. Our lips met again in a hungry kiss. Our tongues wrestled for dominance while our hands roamed over each other’s bodies. Hoss worked feverishly at my belt and jeans.

“Not as much as I want you,” I gasped between kisses, my breathing ragged. He wore only joggers, and they were down and off within seconds, leaving me to stare at the outline of Hoss’s thick cock in his underwear.

“All mine,” Hoss growled. I thought we were headed for the bed, but he spun me around, pressing my chest against the wall as he stepped up behind me. His thick cock slipped up against the crease in my ass, only thin layers of fabric separating our bodies.

"I think it’s my turn to take your ass,” I grunted as he shoved harder against me, his hands placed firmly against the wall to my left and right.

"Then what are you waiting for?" Hoss taunted, his voice low and seductive. "Take me."

"Patience, big guy," I said. “We’ve got all night. Isn’t that what you said?”

I turned around to face him, sliding my hand inside his boxer briefs to wrap my fingers tight around that cock.

"Damn, Pete." Hoss laughed. “Don’t you go teasing me.”

"Hey, you love me for it," I laughed.

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