“Yes?” He asks cautiously.
“Score a goal tonight, and what I’m wearing will be put to good use when it ends up all over you later.”
“What the fuck does that even mean?”
“I guess you’ll have to figure it out,” I grin before hanging up and leaving him guessing.
Setting my phone down, I glance at the files on my desk and check my schedule. Since I don’t have any more patients for today, I decide to pack up my paperwork and take it home with me.
I’m too curious about what’s lying on my bed and the excitement of the game tonight to stay in this office any longer. I quickly gather up any files I need and my laptop before lettingthe office know I’ll be gone the rest of the day and to contact me by cell if they need me for anything.
I walk inside my house less than thirty minutes later. Freya greets me at the door, and I scoop her as I set down my bag on the kitchen counter. Her purr vibrates against my chest, and I smile into her soft fur.
“I’m happy to see you, too, beautiful girl.” I give her a treat before setting her down and opening my bedroom door. I gasp at the large box on my bed and several other packages lying next to it.
I recognize some of the designer names and realize he didn’t spare any expense on these items as I run my hand over the pretty boxes before lifting the lid of the bigger one.
My eyes widen in shock when I see the beautiful black dress folded carefully inside. Picking it up, it feels like butter against my skin as I admire its beauty. It’s elegant with a halter neckline and mermaid silhouette style, but gives off the right amount of sexy with the slit up the side and one between the breasts.
The next few boxes reveal gold strappy heels, a matching handbag, and several different styles of lingerie that I can’t wait to try on and surprise him with.
I notice a smaller box as I reach for it and open the lid. A delicate gold chain holds the number twenty-two pendant. Grinning, I quickly try it on. It nestles perfectly between my breasts, keeping it close to my heart. It’s something I can hide from my brothers until we tell them, but allowing me to have a piece of him secretly with me.
It’s perfect, and something I know I’ll never take off.
Reaching for the last gift bag, I remove the tissue paper and peer inside, pulling out the small note card with my name written in his handwriting.
When I was asked what number I wanted to wear in the NHL, it was an easy decision for me. I couldn’t think of a luckier number than the day you came into this world.
My hands tremble as I reread what I just read.
He picked the day of my birthday?
I knew it was the same number, but I never would have guessed that’s the reason he chose twenty-two. I never questioned why he picked it.
I’ve never given a girl my jersey, nor have I ever asked one to wear my number. You seem to be bringing out a lot of firsts in me that I never thought I would want, but I do want them. I want them all with you.
I’ve worked hard for that number, but I don’t want to wear it alone anymore. It’s yours now just as much as it is mine.
I know if you wear my jersey tonight, your family will have questions, so the necklace will have to do until we tell them.
I finger the gold chain already around my neck and smile as I continue to read his note.
It’s probably best you don’t wear it tonight, anyway. I’ve fantasized for years about seeing it on your body, so the first time I see you wearing my jersey, I really need you alone, sunshine. I have a feeling I won’t be able to hide what it does to me. Dropping to my knees on the ice might not be the best way to intimidate the other team or make my coach happy.
I love you, sunshine.
Love,
Your obsessed stalker
I giggle at his joke as my core tightens with anticipation. Reaching into the bag, I pull out the black and white jersey.
His jersey.
I see twenty-two on the back with STONE written above the numbers. Lifting it to my face, I grin into the material and take a deep inhale.
He must have worn this because it smells just like him as I breathe in his sin and spice scent that I love so much. I can’t stop the smile on my face as I inhale one last time before folding it nicely and setting it on the bed.
