Forty Five
Ezra
It was like any other day until it wasn’t.
All I wanted was to be inside my girlfriend’s pussy, because her ban has my balls aching blue.
So, when the team forced me into going to a club with them, I was grumpy as fuck. But, like always, they convinced me to go.
Reluctantly, I agreed. I shouldn’t have. I should’ve gone home, straight to my woman.
Kaeli’s name flashing on the screen was all it took to bring a smile to my face, which had been resting like a bitch, seeing my teammates andfriends flirt relentlessly with the puck bunnies.
Though for the first time, Seb didn’t take his chance and was brooding over his own glass of scotch, staring at a woman I’m pretty sure was Jackson Davis’s girlfriend. He’s the goalie for the New York Falcons, so going there would be disastrous for him. “Don’t even think about it,” I warn him as the captain of the team.
All he does is grunt as his jaw grinds. I shake my head at his stupidity and turn to another brooding player sitting beside me, Noah.
I would’ve asked who pissed in his drink, but I had to take the call from the woman I love.
God, I can’t believe I get to tell her that. I’m the luckiest motherfucker alive.
A few months back, I was rolling through the motions like everyone else, working myself to the bone and going back to an empty home.
My last heartache didn’t help the cause.
Now that I finally know how it feels to have your person, I’m never letting her go.
Accepting the call, I put the phone to my ear, shouting her name into the receiver. When she doesn’t reply, I check the phone and call out for her again. Her broken voice and hang-up stir something unsettling inside me.
Without a second thought, I’m pushing my way out. I’m on the road in no time, glad that I didn’t have more than two sips.
I cover the twenty-minute distance to her place in seven, driving recklessly and breaking God knows how many traffic rules.
The second I open the door, her screams of terror reach my ears. When I squat down and touch her, her cry breaks my heart like nothing ever did before.
I shake her, begging her to listen to me. She finally blinks at me, seeing me, and launches herself into my arms. I hug her as tightly as humanly possible right there on the floor and take her to the bedroom once she passes out. I lie down on the bed with her sleeping form in my arms.
To say that I’m scared shitless of what elicited such an intense reaction from her would be an understatement.
All types of possibilities run rampant in my mind, each one worse. Then the memory of her flinching when I had been teaching her to skate months back and her nightmare the first time I stayed over, flashes through my mind.
My brows furrow as I stare at her sleepingform, her limbs glued to mine. Does that have something to do with it? I won’t know until she tells me.
Lost in thought, I fall asleep when her whimpers have me jerking awake.
I look for her in the dark and find her eyes scrunched shut. She’s having a nightmare again. I tug her to me and whisper words to calm her down.
Her sweaty, trembling body clinging to me as I hold her, afraid she’ll disappear if I let go.
* * *
Kaeli’s shuffling as she wakes rouses me, too.
Stretching her limbs, she mumbles on a yawn, “Good morning, darling.”
Fuck, this is not the time, junior.
I tell my dick as it twitches in my pants.
