I nod. “I’m sure we can. When I’m on the ice, all I care about is the game. I can’t see that changing just because I have a boyfriend.”
“Good,” she breathes. “You took my advice, you know.”
“What do you mean?”
Her grin is devilish. “You started living for yourself by jumping into bed with the hot, tattooed Croatian.”
“I hate you,” I groan.
“Just make sure you’re being careful.”
I stare at her. “You have a daughter. Are you really preaching safe sex to me?”
“Uh, yeah,” Nia scoffs. “If you don’t want to end up like me, wrap it up.”
“I have an IUD. I’m fine.”
I leave it at that because I know after last night, there will benocondoms for us. Bare sex feels incredible, and getting to feel him drip out of me after was addicting.
I’ve never felt so close to someone before. Like we were truly connected.
I want that again.
Nia pesters me for more details that I don’t give her through the rest of dinner. I love my sister dearly, but she doesn’t need all the intimate details of my sex life.
The fact that she knows Ihavea sex life is far more than enough for me.
I pay for our meal—Nia reminded me that I have quite a large contract now—before we leave the cafe, deciding to take a stroll around the lake in City Park.
The sun is starting to set, the crickets are beginning to chirp, and the breeze is starting to blow.
It’s a perfect night.
“Well, look who it is,” I hear a male voice behind us.
Nia and I turn around to see Cameron and Bodhi walking up to us.
“Hi, Bodhi,” I say before gesturing to Nia. “This is my sister, Nia. Nia, this is Cam’s brother, Bodhi.”
“Nice to meet you, Bodhi.”
“You too,” he smiles before turning his attention back to me.
He looks like he’s trying to hold himself back right now.
Cameron sighs. “He knows.”
“Thank God I can say it now. I fuckingknewhe had a thing for you, Z.”
“So did I!” Nia exclaims. “I’ve been telling her that for weeks now.”
Cameron pinches his brow, probably regretting the decision to tell them. “Yes, apparently we all knew that.”
“When did you realize that, Bodhi?” I ask.
He shrugs. “That time we ran into you here.”
My jaw falls open. “That was a month ago.”
