“Because if we weren’t smart enough to stay out, we’re not smart enough to get out,” we yelled.
Some of the guys grumbled about the rules, but I loved them. They were the same ones I’d heard from Coach and Anya…
Ugh, I groaned.
Tata and Mama. Tata and Mama. Tata and Mama.
I chanted internally, trying to embed the names in my psyche. I tried. I really did, but I’d not seen Tata in person since he dropped me off. We talked and texted daily, and Mama had been to see me a few times, but they coached a junior team and several youth teams, plus ran an ice rink. They were just as busy during the season as I was.
My parents weren’t the only ones who didn’t make the trips for games, so it wasn’t like I was the odd man out. Besides, I hated when Tata was in the stands. It wasn’t so bad when he coached because he had a whole team to focus on. As a spectator, his sole focus felt centered on me, and it made me antsy. Which meant I played horribly. So Tata stayed home. Or so he led me to believe.
He lied.
I’d seen him in the rink before the two games we played near home. He always disappeared after the game without seeing me. He was just as adamant as I was about giving me a true shot at the show without any influence or interference. I appreciated it, but I had to admit, I missed him. And Mama. And my room at home.
At least I was sleeping in my dorm again. Well, when I wasn’t with Alex. The last month had been freaking amazing, and I looked forward to every moment I could get with the man I was falling fast and hard for. And Hawk, whom I adored.
Tonight would be one of those nights.
After Daddy Night.
“Mercer, you okay? Was there something you wanted to talk about?”
I shook my head, turning to see Coach Grigor staring at me from the open gate to the locker room. Heat bloomed in my chest and face as I realized I was the only one left on the ice.
I cleared my throat. “Uh, no, Coach. I was just in my head thinking over that play…”
“You’re a glutton, Mercer. C’mon. It’s the weekend. Go have fun for a change.”
Embarrassment burned through my veins. If he only knew. I skated toward him, walking through the gate as I said, “Thanks, Coach. You have a good weekend, too.”
He grunted. I felt bad for the guy. What I could gather from what I’d overheard around the arena and from Alex when I questioned him, Coach Grigor took care of his ailing parents. His mom was bad off, but his dad had dementia or something.
The locker room buzzed with activity and excitement. I sat in my stall, pulling off the nasty, sweaty practice uniform before tossing it into the laundry bag the equipment staff gave each of us.
Trey had managed to strip down to nothing, his skates already hanging on the dryers and his clothes in a pile in front of him. He stepped over the clothes, coming to stand next to me. His dick swung heavily. He had no modesty. If my cock were that big, and my past wasn’t what it was, I might not either.
I looked up so I wasn’t staring at Trey’s dick and saw Alex leaning against the doorway leading to the coaches’ lockers. His eyes burned, and his jaw popped as he crossed his forearms over his chest.
“The twins and I are headed out to a fraternity party. Wanna tag along?” Trey asked, then and added, “There’s some seriously hot guys in that house if you’re looking to fuck. Or be fucked. I don’t know your preferences.”
I looked across the room so I wasn’t staring at Trey’s dick. I swore the thing twitched a time or two, and I didn’t want anymore misunderstandings about my interest in hooking up with the roommates. Alex watched us, his shoulder leaning against the doorway leading into the coaches’ lockers. The crystal blue of his eyes burned red-hot. His mouth thinned, and the muscles in his jaw popped as he crossed his forearms over his chest.
Nothing to worry about, Daddy.
“I’m good, Trey, but thanks for asking.”
“Come on, dude. You can’t stay holed up in the room all weekend. It’s the last free one we’ve got until winter break.”
My eyes bounced up to meet his before darting back to meet Alex’s. Daddy was not a happy camper. I tried real hard not to smirk at him, but the way his eyes hardened and jaw clenched told me I hadn’t succeeded.
“I’m not staying in the room. I’m meeting up with a friend from JUCO.”
I hated lying. Absolutely freaking hated it. I’d met this great man who made me feel special and seen. I wanted everyone to know I belonged to Alex.
“Well, if you change your mind, bring your friend along… unless it’s a benefits kinda thing and y’all are locking yourselves away to bang your brains out all night.”
Alex smirked before walking away. I laughed. Being with Alex definitely had benefits attached. Namely getting bent over and screwed until I couldn’t see straight or sit right.
