“Uh, getting snacks,” he blurts.
I lift my brows. Maybe I’m the only one who’s calm. Every player has a different ritual before a game, and the pressure of the championship only makes those habits more intense.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, I check my phone. Mom texted to wish me good luck when I told her we made it to the city and were getting dinner. She liked all the photos I sent her of the hotel and the skyline as the bus drove into Boston.
Maya asked if I ran into anyone famous while the team was at dinner.
Easton:No. Noah lost his shit when he thought he saw Brad Marchand at the place where we got dinner. No dice though.
Maya:Oh damn that would’ve been cool.
Easton:I know. We just got back to the hotel.
Maya:Yeah? Going to bed yet?
Easton:Not yet. It’s only 9, that feels too early.
Maya:Are you nervous?
Easton:Nah. Not when I know I’ve got to show off for my girl [smirk emoji]
Maya:Good luck. I’ll be watching you [heart emoji]
Easton:Those are the magic words. Now I know we’ll win this.
A knock at the door makes me tear my attention from smiling at my phone like an idiot in love. Maybe Cameron needs help carrying in the snacks he muttered about when he left.
It’s not Reeves outside the door when I open it.
Maya steals my breath, her tan peacoat open to show off the nice dress beneath. The green velvet bodice hugs her body with a plunging neckline that gives me a tempting view, then the dress follows the shape of her curves, flaring from the hips down to her calves with a sexy slit that shoots right up to her thigh.
I stare at her, heart beating hard. “You’re here.”
“Surprise,” she says with a little wiggle of her hands. “Reagan and the others scored me tickets for this weekend so I could be here in person to support you.”
“You look…”
Sexy as fuck.
Several things jump to mind as blood rushes south to my hardening dick. Her tits make me want to bury my face in her cleavage and peel those dainty straps off her shoulders to lick, bite, and suck on them. The craving to touch her barrels into me, but she probably put effort into getting dressed up, so I shouldn’t maul her.
“Amazing,” I finish, pulling her in for a kiss, then murmuring against her lips. “Wow.”
She laughs. “Thank you.” She smooths her palms up the lapels of my jacket. “You too. I like when you wear a suit.”
“How did you know where to find me?”
A playful smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. “Cameron let me know your room number.”
Is that why he left in a rush? I’ll definitely have to thank him later for being an excellent best friend. I grin, arms circling her waist beneath the coat, stroking the plush material of her outfit.
“I’m really glad you’re here, baby.”
“You’ve done so much for me, and showed up for me when I needed you. I wanted to do the same for you, because this isn’t one sided.” She admires my suit again, her eyes hooding. “And you’re already dressed to go.”
“Where are we going?”
It doesn’t matter. I’ll go anywhere she wants. I’m already following her out into the hall once I grab my coat, lacing our fingers together.
