Page 3 of Skating the Pucking Line

Not wanting a long-term commitment right now does not mean I should take a night off from hooking up with Mr. Right Now for fear that he’ll want a proposal.

I’m young. I want to have fun.

Until I find a hockey player to shack up with, just like my big sister.

“No, I have a thing for gatecrashing your sexy times.”

Both of them frown at me.

“Oh, come off it. I was downstairs. I heard.”

“We weren’t fucking,” Calvin states before adding, “Unfortunately. Hey,” he complains when Sienna reaches over and pinches his waist.

“Sounded a lot like you were fucking to me,” I explain, although as I look between the two of them, I realize that only one of them looks worse for wear. Maybe it was as innocent as Calvin working out in his home gym.

“I know what you mean,” Sienna muses, a smirk appearing as she glances at her boyfriend. “I used to think you were fucking bunnies up here every night of the week.”

His brows lift, amusement dancing in his eyes.

“Is that right?”

“You had a reputation.”

Calvin huffs a laugh. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he teases. “I was as innocent as a schoolboy when I met you.”

“That’s because you were a schoolboy,” Sienna laughs.

“You’re trouble,” Calvin accuses before taking her hand and tugging her back into his apartment. “Are you coming in?” he shoots over his shoulder.

I hesitate on the threshold because…I’m about to walk into Calvin Keller’s apartment.

Pinch me.

My eyes are wide as I walk deeper into his home, taking everything in. But it’s not just because I’m in awe of all his achievements and the photos of himself on the walls. My shock is because of just how much of his relationship with my sister is showcased.

I swear, there’s a photo of them together on almost every surface. Some of them are from the summer they first met. I vaguely remember that vacation, so the memories are pretty sketchy. It wasn’t as much of a life-changing event as it was for them. I didn’t find my soulmate. I just learned how to ride horses, which I wasn’t overly excited about in the first place, and spent a whole lot of time with my parents because my playmate was too busy with her new boyfriend.

I’m happy that they’ve found each other again, though, really fucking happy, and only a little bit jealous.

While I’m not looking for a relationship right now, I can’t deny that the connection they’ve found is something I want one day.

“Have you moved in?” I ask when I spot decorative cushions on Calvin’s couch, flowers on the kitchen island, and a hairbrush and a scrunchie on his coffee table. This apartment isn’t a bachelor pad; it’s a couple’s home.

“What? No, of course not. It’s way too early for that,” my sister states. “Plus, I’d have told you if we’d done something crazy like that.”

Behind her, Calvin’s eyebrows almost touch his hairline, but something tells me that it’s not shock at the idea of them living together, but more Sienna’s rushed response to say no.

He wants to ask her to move in. He wants her here. And the fact that she can’t see that is crazy to me.

For a smart woman, my sister sure can be dumb at times.

“Do you want coffee?” she asks, quickly changing the subject and rushing toward a kitchen that isn’t hers to make coffee in an apartment she doesn’t live in…

As she busies herself finding mugs, Calvin steps up beside me and whispers, “I’m giving her time. I don’t want to scare her off.”

“Seriously?” I whisper-hiss. “She’s totally in this with you. You’re endgame shit, and you know it.”

“Oh, I know that. Even if she changed her mind now, I wouldn’t let her. Which is why I don’t mind giving her time to get used to all this. Didn’t you hear how fast she just refuted the idea of us living together? She’s scared. I get it. But one day soon, she won’t be, and I’ll move all her shit up here when she’s at work.”