Emma opened her eyes and waited for him to look up. She nodded once, not realizing until he’d spoken the words how much she needed to hear them. She pushed his shoulders away from her, then climbed on top of him, nestling her thighs around his hips.
Emma tugged at his shirt until he got the hint and pulled it off, tossing it on the floor next to hers. She ran her fingernails over his chest, revelling in the way his skin prickled and his breathing sped up.
“There’s only one problem with your plan,” she whispered, pressing herself against him.
“Mmhm?”
She kissed the top of his jaw. “I don’t want you to take your time.”
Tyler rolled, flipping her onto her back and lying on top of her. “What the lady wants, the lady shall receive.”
Emma laughed out loud, then writhed as Tyler proved just as adept at undoing button flys as bra clasps. She sank into his warmth and touch, cataloguing every new place she discovered on his body. The divet in his lower back, the taut muscles cording his abdomen juxtaposed with the baby soft skin along his sides.
The wind and snow howled outside her window, but Emma only existed in one moment. One symphony of pleasure.One first.
ChapterTwenty-Six
Tyler hadn’t ever been soecstatic for a snow day. He didn’t remember what time they’d gone to bed the night before, but it had been late. He ate his egg salad around two, and then they’d gotten distracted while attempting to shower.
He’d popped down to the cafe on the corner for breakfast and grabbed his computer from the truck. Since he’d taken it to the hospital yesterday, he had everything he needed to hole up and work from home. Emma’s home, to be exact.
After a prolonged lunch break, where he tasted more of Emma’s skin than his lunch, his phone buzzed. Tyler rolled over Emma to grab it from the nightstand, and she feigned suffocation.
“Hey, what’s good?”
“Well, sounds like you’re alive, bud. That’s good news.”
Tyler pulled Emma onto his chest. “Definitely alive. Sorry, I should’ve texted to let you know I wasn’t coming home last night.”
“We were all a tad worried. Did you check the team chat?”
Tyler exhaled. “No, I haven’t looked at my phone much—”
Emma sneezed next to him, and Tyler’s eyes widened.I’m sorry!she mouthed.
Brett chuckled. “Where’d you end up then, bud?”
Tyler glanced at Emma. The corner of her mouth lifted, and she gave a coquettish shrug.Might as well rip off the Band-Aid now.He’d already fake-dated Emma longer than anyone else in the past five years, and he wasn’t planning on this being short-term. “I’m at Emma’s.”
Silence.
Emma held up her phone to show him her family chat.
Just wanted to let you know Tyler and I are together
Wanted to give Sean enough time to get used to that before playoffs on Thursday
Holy hell.Tyler laughed out loud. “Brett, I think I better go, but it really means a lot that you checked in.”
Brett cleared his throat. “Should I—I mean, does Sean—”
“He knows. You’re fine to blow up the team chat.”
“Hell, yes.” Brett dropped the phone. “And congrats, bud. Emma’s a sniper.”
“Thanks, man. See you at practice tomorrow.”
Brett barked a laugh. “You’re not coming home beforepractice?Shit, make sure you can still skate when—”
