“Tomorrow must mean a lot then. Got to go out on top.”
“The win will mean everything. But I’m not doing it for me. It’s all for Savannah.”
“I don’t get it.” Declan frowns.
“It’s personal for her. That’s all I can say. And that’s just between us,” I add, pointing my finger between him and me.
“Got it. But who’s the guy? Some ex that plays for the Caves?”
“No ex.”
“Then who’s she know on the Caves?”
“My father.”
Declan and I both turn as Savannah walks toward us.
“Your dad—” Declan trails off in confusion.
“He’s the coach,” she says, sitting down close to me. “He left us. My mom, my sisters, and me. No warning. And he fired a lot of shots on his way out the door. In some small way, winning would feel like a healing.”
I take her hand in mine, and Declan leans closer, his elbows on his knees.
“I’m sorry,” he says to her. “But you know, if my brother’s got your back, no way your team’s going to lose. Cam doesn’t lose a fight he cares about.”
Savannah turns toward me. “I’m starting to get that.”
* * *
Savannah’s been on edge since we got to Colorado, but as we sit and hang out with my brother, I watch her literally unwind before my eyes.
She and Declan get along better than I would have imagined. They could have talked for hours about hockey alone, and I enjoy listening to them argue over different play formations and even the best brand of hockey skates. With only Declan to navigate and not all my cousins and their significant others, Savannah’s a lot more relaxed.
Once we leave his place and return to our hotel, she turns to me with a laugh as I walk straight past my room and into hers. We sit down on the hotel bed and I lean over and kiss her neck. She moans as I shift closer to her and brush my hand over her breasts. She has the softest curves, and she makes the sweetest sounds when I touch her.
She breaks away from me. “I need to shower first.”
“How come?” My hand is now under her sweater.
“Because.” Her voice is thin as she gasps when my thumb caresses her hard nipple. “I feel dirty from the airplane. I want to clean off first. Ca-am!” She shrieks when I put my arm underneath her legs and scoop her up off of the bed. “What are you doing?”
“You and I are going to multi-task,” I say as I head for the bathroom. “Shower and sex.”
Her eyes widen. “We’ve never done that before.”
“Even better.”
“Cam.” I put her down on the bathroom counter and go about turning on the water in the shower. “Seriously. You know I’ve never done something like this.”
“Something like what?” I adjust the temperature until I’m satisfied.
She bangs her heels against the cabinet. “You know what. Sex in the shower.”
She says it so quietly I barely hear her.
I turn back to look at her. Her face is red and I can see more of her gorgeous dark lashes than I can her eyes because she’s ducking her head.
“Are you nervous, honey?” I step closer until I’m standing in between her legs.
