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So if I was going to ravish her here, I was going to have to be quick.
“That is one thing I don’t miss,” she said, as she cleaned off her hands. I pointed to something near the corner of my lip to show her where she’d missed a spot.
“What’s that?”
“Starving myself,” she answered.
I didn’t like hearing that.
“Don’t give me that look,” she said. “I had to be as light as possible while being as strong as possible. Every calorie was counted.”
I grunted. “Yeah, that wasn’t my problem. I couldn’t eat enough food when I started playing. My dad was always forcing cottage cheese down my throat. Cottage cheese and protein powders. There were days I felt like I was a goose he was stuffing for Thanksgiving dinner.”
“Did you like it though?” She tilted her head like I was an equation on a white board she was trying to learn. I loved it. “Or were you like,my dad made me do it and I happened to be good?”
I shook my head. “You can’t get to this level if you don’t love it. You just can’t. It takes too much of your time, energy, focus, brainpower, willpower. If you don’t love every single moment of it, then you burn out before you ever get to the pros. But there was a time…I don’t know, maybe sixteen, seventeen, when I wondered who I was doing it for. What about you?”
“My parents would be very happy if I was a high school science teacher.” She smiled and shook her head. “But once I put on skates and found I could go faster across the ice then I could walk… I never wanted to do anything else.”
Yeah, I could see that about her. Skating wasn’t something she did, it was a joy that lit her up from the inside.
She wiped her hand across the stainless steel counter, and her shoulders, previously relaxed and loose, went up around her ears.
“My parents want me to quit the job and come home and go to college,” she said. “They think this whole idea is crazy.”
“It’s not crazy. You have a serious future in the NHL, Liv. I swear you do. You are miles better than any skating coach I’ve ever had.”
Her eyes opened wide and she blinked like she didn’t want to cry.
“Prettier, too.”
She stood and tossed all her wet wipes in the trash bin behind her and approached me. I stood up straight, wondering with every fiber of my being what she was about to do.
That was the thing about this woman…she was constantly surprising me.
“You have to choose your team,” she said.
“I do.”
“And I have to choose myself,” she said.
“You do.”
“Where does that leave us?”
I grinned at her and she grinned right back. Yeah, we were on the same page.
“Calico Cove,” I said.
“You’re just a bartender here,” she said, looping her arms around my neck. “A beer league player. With some dimples.”
I smiled and she dipped her fingertip into the divot near my lips.
“And you’re just a gorgeous, smart woman with a competitive streak a mile wide on vacation.” I pulled her closer to me. She didn’t resist.
“So?” she said, with a gleam in her eye that went right to my dick. “What are you going to do about it?”
“This,” I said, and dropped my head the distance I needed to close the gap between us. Her mouth was soft. She gasped slightly when our lips touched, but again she didn’t pull away. We both knew what we were doing, where this was going. Like magnets, we were drawn to each other, which is why we both showed up in Calico Cove today.
