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“You’re telling me you didn’t try to fuck him while he was feeling guilty for making you fall?”
This is probably where I should say Noah’s been crashing with me, so it doesn’t look like I’m trying to hide anything. I don't, but it doesn't dismiss the fact I should. Since we drove separately–he needed to swing by his place first–there isn’t a reason to volunteer that information. I won’t deny it if it comes up, but I’m happy to leave that detail out since it’ll only make Xander more suspicious of what I may or may not have gotten up to with the big guy.
“I’m always trying to fuck him, but to date, my cock hasn’t met his ass. Or vice versa. Happy?” Sadly, it's not a lie.
“Yes, actually.”
“Rude,” I gasp. “You know, you could be my wingman on this the same way I helped you with your hockey god.”
“First, you didn’t play wingman. You just gave advice when I needed it. Second, Niko isn’t and has never been straight. The situations are totally different.”
They’re not as different as he thinks, as far as the straight part goes anyway, but I’d never say that without Noah’s permission. Even if Xander would understand and be supportive, it’s not something I have the right to do.
“Fine. Ignore the fact I arranged for Niko to be your DD, which led to the driving lessons, which led to the hottest sex you've ever had. I’ll wear Noah down on my own.”
“I’m not encouraging that, but since he keeps looking at you, maybe we should take a break from skating. The team would never forgive us if their star goalie has a heart attack because you fell off your board.”
“I only fell because he startled me.” My pride demands I save face. “But if you want to take a break we can.”
When we reach the other side of the pool, Xander sits between Niko’s legs on the lounger and reclines against him—their PDA game has no shame—while I take a seat at the foot of Noah’s because there’s literally nowhere else left. And everyone is used to me trying to get close to him, though I don’t actually help myself to his lap the way Xander does to Niko.
“I still can’t believe there’s no water in that pool.” Luca glances at the cement hole in the ground and shakes his head longingly.
“I wouldn’t swim in it even if there was. It’d be full of their jizz.” I grab a water from the cooler and start chugging.
“They make chemicals for that,” Niko says.
“They make jizz eliminating chemicals? Damn, whoever came up with that must be making bank. I bet they sell that shit in gallons instead of ounces.”
“You don’t need a pool,” Justus says. “You need a hot tub.”
“In this heat?” Luca balks.
“No, for the winter. How nice would it be to soak in a hot tub after a game.”
“Better than an ice bath.” Noah shivers.
“Those ice baths are why you’re still the starting goalie at your age.” Luca reaches over and smacks his arm.
“I’m only two years older than you.”
“But you’re falling apart faster.”
“Goaltending is hard on the knees,” Noah mutters while Luca smirks.
“It’s bad enough camp starts Monday. Let’s not make it worse with talk about ice baths,” Niko groans.
“Weren’t you just talking about how you missed the ice last time I was here?” Noah asks him.
“Yes, but I miss it in an ‘it’d be fun to coast around the rink and take a few shots way’ not a ‘bust your ass till you drop’ way.”
“You only drop if you’re out of shape,” Luca sniggers.
“I just got back from visiting my family for several weeks, of course I’m out of shape.”
“Does your mom cook all your favorite childhood foods and guilt you if you don’t eat them too?” Justus asks.
“No, I just didn’t exercise.”
