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“Perfect.” I smile at her. “I’ll line up a ticket for you. Do you want to sit up in a luxury box? Or down in the players’ family section?”
I’m careful not to call it the wives and girlfriends section, like most of us do.
“Put me up close,” she tells me. “I like being near the action.”
Damn, this girl is awesome.
“Okay, I’ll get you a real close seat,” I promise. “How about one that’s right up along the glass?”
“Oooh.” She nods excitedly. “I’d love that.”
“Consider it done.” I nod once. “I’ll text you the QR code and the details once I get everything in order.”
“Great. Thanks, Nils.”
I’m happy that I can do something for her, and I’m beyond pumped that she’ll be coming to one of our games.
We talk a little more about hockey, then just switch over to some random chitchat. Like always, there’s such an amazing level of comfort with us. We can talk about anything or nothing at all, and it’s still interesting.
Crazy, huh?
I feel like I’ve known Ellie forever.
She’s that easy to talk with.
In fact, we’re so immersed in conversation that neither of us pays barely any heed to how the skies are darkening and looking ominous.
But we sure take notice when the first big, fat, ice-cold raindrops fall on us.
“Eeek!” Ellie cries out as she scrambles to sit up and then stand. “This rain is freezing.”
I jump up as well, and luckily I’ve been lying on a big fluffy towel, so I grab that and rush over to Ellie to wrap it around her.
“Thanks,” she says as the rain starts really fucking pouring.
With my arm wrapped over her shoulders to keep the towel in place, because now the wind is kicking up, too, we race over to the sliding glass doors and step into the kitchen.
Unfortunately, or maybe fortunately—for me, at least—we get the parquet floor all wet. And with both of us scrambling to try to close the sliding door at the same time, Ellie loses her footing and, as it slams shut, she falls into me.
Her towel starts to drop, and, with me steadying her, we try to grab it at the same time.
It’s a battle we both lose as the stupid thing falls to the floor.
And that’s how we somehow end up face-to-face, our bodies almost touching.
Whoa.
We’re so close to each other that I can feel the heat coming off of her.
With the way she just licked her lips as she stares at my chest, I’m certain she feels me in the same way.
Her nipples are hard from the cold rain, or maybe a little from me. I’d like to think so. In any case, the thin pink material isn’t doing much to conceal the contour and outline or deep rose color.
Fuck.
She’s so close that if I move one inch closer, our chests will be pressed together.
I want to move.
