Page 57 of Risky Play

I read a lot of romance books. I didn’t want him to be my Dom or anything, but the idea of being chained to the bed or held down by him while he fucked me appealed to me. I didn’t want to scare him off, though, especially if he wasn’t comfortable with it.

He climbed back into the bed with me and cradled my face. “I’m game if you want to do it. You say no, and we don’t do it, okay?”

“Okay.”

He stroked a thumb across my cheek. “I’ll text you when I land and get situated.”

“You don’t have to.”

“Let me. But I really gotta go.”

He kissed me one last time, and I savored the feeling of his lips on mine. It disappointed me when he let go and left, but I knew he was running late if he was going to run back to my brother’s house and then catch the jet with the team.

I got dressed and started my day, bummed that he was already gone. Was it too early for me to miss him? Well, too bad. I already did.

With a sigh, I made coffee and sat down at my computer to get work done before I had to head to my first class.

I was on cloud nine the rest of the day and only half-paid attention to my classes. I hadn’t been expecting Matt to come over and announce his feelings like that last night. It surprised me in the best possible way. He didn’t like that I wanted to keep us a secret, but I needed time to figure us out and to warm my brother up to the idea of me dating one of his teammates.

I was knocked out of my daze when I got to practice and Kiira threw a towel at my head. “Ow! What the fuck?”

She snickered. “Did you get it in last night after you ditched us, you bitch?”

I felt my face heat. “Maybe…”

Karen laughed. “Good for you. He’s cute.”

“I guess,” Kiira agreed with a shrug. “If you like men.”

I grinned. “He is. And very sweet. It’s just complicated with my brother.”

“LADIES!” Elsa walked in with a stern look on her face. “Enough chit-chatting. Get on the ice.”

She zipped out to the rink, leaving us all staring at each other in confusion.

“What’s up her ass?” Karen muttered.

I shrugged. “I don’t know. She hates me.”

“It’s because you’re a better player,” Karen said.

“No, I’m not.”

Karen nodded. “Hell yeah you are. It makes sense now knowing who your brother is.”

I pulled on my practice jersey. “Oh, yeah, keep that on the down-low. It’s much easier for no one to know I’m Noah Kennedy’s baby sister.”

I checked my phone, and a small smile played on my lips when I saw a text from Matt.

MATT: Going to dinner with the boys. Miss you.

My heart fluttered.

He missed me, too.

ME: Have fun. Miss you too. Good luck tomorrow.

I set my phone down and got out on the ice. We ran through drills, and I felt like my thighs were on fire as Coach had us doing laps at one point. We had a game tomorrow against Maryland, and they were our fiercest rival. I was feeling good about it, but it might have explained why Elsa was being so hard on us.