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“Hmm...” She reaches up and grabs my shirt, trying to pull me down with her. “It’s too early to wake up. Come back to bed. I’m not done with you yet.”
“Have I created a monster?” I tease. We reached for each other all night last night.
“Baby, you’re gonna be sore.” I press a kiss to her forehead. “I left you a bottle of water and ibuprofen on the nightstand.”
She pouts and sits up with the white sheet covering her gorgeous body. “I won’t get you back for two more nights. I’ll be fine. Are you sure you don’t have time?” Her stormy eyes sparkle bright blue for me.
“You’re bad. The bus leaves in fifteen minutes. I’ve got to go.”
She drops the sheet and goes up to her knees, wrapping her arms around my neck.
“Fine. Go to work.” She smiles, and I swear my heart constricts like in one of those stupid romantic comedies Jules used to make us watch all the time. “Can I come to your game tonight?”
“You kinda own the team, princess. Pretty sure that’s up to you.” A lesser man would definitely be intimidated by the power my wife holds. But I’m no lesser man, and I want her to embrace her legacy so she can hold the reins to her own future.
“I do, don’t I?” She smiles and presses a kiss to my chin. “I guess that means I have to call Max, doesn’t it?”
“Probably not a bad move. It’s not like he’s been with us for this stretch, but I’m sure he’s gonna hear about it if you show up tonight.” I run my hand down the smooth skin of her back and cup her perfect fucking ass. “Text me later and let me know how it goes.”
She skims her lips along my jaw, and my cock presses against the zipper of my jeans. “Baby, you keep doing that and your brother’s going to kick my ass when I get on the bus with a boner.”
She pulls back with such a sexy fucking pout on her lips. “Fine. But you know you don’t need to let him kick your ass though. You’re bigger, and I’m pretty sure you’re stronger than Jace.”
“You asked me not to hurt him, so I haven’t,” I admit. “Either he’ll get over it or he won’t. But for now, at least he can’t bitch that I hurt him. He’s your brother. How we handle him is up to you.”
Her face softens, and she grips my shirt. “Damn, you’re one sexy man, Easton Hayes. You’ve got this whole insanely hot balance of growly dominance and supportive strength going on, and I’m pretty sure I’ve never seen anything more seductive in my life.”
“Don’t say shit like that when you’re naked in front of me, baby. I’ve gotta go to work.” I lift her up by her ass and drop her back on the bed, then lean over her. “We leave tonight right from the game, then have one more game tomorrow night before we fly home. You gonna be waiting for me when I get back to Kroydon Hills, wife?”
“Oh, you bet your sweet ass I will, husband.”
I wrap her hair around my fist and tug her to me. “I’ll see you tonight.”
Lindy moans and presses her mouth to mine. “You better win for me tonight, hockey boy.”
I force myself to take a step back. “I’ll do my best.”
* * *
I’m sitting on my bench, lacing up my skates before our walk through when Jace comes around the corner and hits my boot with his hockey stick. “Where the fuck did you sleep last night, asshole?”
“Come on, man. Let it go,” Boone tells him and tries to move Jace away, but my brother-in-law has gotten himself way too worked up for that. He’s looking for a fight, and I’m so fucking over this shit.
I stand to my full height, which is about three inches and thirty pounds bigger than Jace Kingston, and cross my arms over my chest. “What’s your fucking problem, Kingston?”
“You’re my fucking problem, Hayes. You got Lindy drunk and took advantage of her in Vegas. Now you’re married without a prenup—pretty fucking convenient. And now it’s your first fucking away stretch, and you didn’t sleep in your room last night. So what, you already out fucking some whore?”
I see fucking red and swing at Jace’s jaw before I even realize what I’m doing.
Pretty sure I hear a crack too, as he takes a step back to steady himself, but I grab him by the front of his jersey and yank him toward me.
Boone grabs me as Malcom grabs Jace.
“You wanna do this here, man?” I reach out and shove him back, fighting to free myself from the bear-hold Boone’s got me in. “Fine. Let’s do it. I married your sister in Vegas, and I’d do it again. I don’t give a shit about a prenup because I don’t care about her money. If she asked me to sign something today, I’d do it in a fucking heartbeat. I’ve already got more money than I’ll ever need.”
He shoves Malcom off him and comes at me again. “Where the fuck did you sleep last night, Hayes?”
“In bed with your sister. She flew in yesterday. Now get the fuck out of my face.”
