Jacob didn’t answer, but the smile on his face was enough to tell its own story.
Tane was pretty certain that there would be more ups and downs with Jacob when it came to reigning in his wildest behaviors. But this was nothing if not a good start.
The last thing that Tane imagined he would be doing in his final season was taking on a protective mentor role with a new signing. But that was the reality. The pair of them might have been thrown together by circumstance and a very demanding Mafia family, but Tane wasn’t going to let that get in the way of one fact that trumped everything…
The spanking felt right.
Jacob took it like only the best boys can.
The boy’s trouble, but he might just be worth it – both on the ice and off it too.
Chapter 7
Jacob
Being spanked by Tane was something that Jacob hadn’t seen coming – other than in his fantasies. And while the spanking hadn’t ended in the same way it did in his late night dreams, Jacob still walked away from it with a smile on his face. Oh, and a sore butt too. But Jacob could handle a red butt if it meant that Tane would be slightly more chill in future.
And it wasn’t as if a part of Jacob didn’t agree that he probably had gone a little bit overboard in trying to establish his role in the hierarchy of players. Jacob felt conscious that he was a new, young player on a large salary and in his mind the best way of dealing with this was to be as confident as possible.
Maybe Jacob had gone too far.
But now that the spanking was out of the way, Jacob felt like he might be able to settle down a bit and concentrate on what mattered most – scoring and assisting goals on the ice.
However, that didn’t mean that the good times off the ice had to stop…
“Okay, let’s jump in after three,” Jacob laughed, standing at the side of the pool with Ricki next to him. “Three.. two…”
Jacob had spoken to the building management at his apartment building and hired out the rooftop pool for the morning. It would be just Jacob and Ricki in the heated pool – oh, and just about every kind of inflatable animal you could imagine too!
“Three… two… one!” Ricki giggled, holding hands with Jacob as the pair of them jumped in together.
Jacob was wearing a pair of blue and pink octopus pattered MeUndies swimming briefs, perfectly complementing Ricki’s pink flamenco pair. It might have been fall, but with the water temperature set to warm, it was a perfect play date setting for the two buddies to have some serious fun.
“Underwater breath holding contest?” Ricki giggled, paddling over toward the collection of multi-colored inflatable ducks and submerging himself under the water
“Hell yeah!” Jacob replied, a big smile on his face as he followed suit and splashed his way over to the ducks too. “Loser buys the coffees later!”
The two pals laughed as they came up for air and began to play with the ducks, zooming them across the pool one at a time and racing them with the kind of wild abandon that was all part and parcel of their friendship.
“Watch out!” Jacob hollered, picking up a dolphin and diving him back down into the water. “This dolphin is on the rampage right about now.”
Ricki squealed with delight as he moved some more ducks in and around the dolphins, navigating a safe passage through the playful and boisterous dolphin pod.
“This is fun,” Ricki said, swimming down to the shallow end with his family of ducks. “It’s so awesome you hired the pool.”
“I guess that’s a perk of the job,” Jacob said. “It’s like whatever I ask for here, they just let me do it. I’ve heard some rumors about the Cardini family, but they seem pretty cool to me.”
Jacob could see a look of concern come over Ricki’s face.
“Did I say something wrong?” Jacob said, paddling over toward Ricki.
“No, not at all,” Ricki replied, his eyes looking from side to side as if to check that no one was listening to him. “We don’t really talk about the Cardini family. It’s just best to not think about them too much.”
“Why?” Jacob replied. “You don’t really think they’re… you know…M-”
“Don’t say it!” Ricki spluttered. “I don’t know if they are or aren’t. But all of us physios say the best way of dealing with it is to say nothing and do our jobs the best we can.”
“What about Antonio Cardini though?” Jacob said, not willing to give up talking about the subject just yet. “I see him around all the time. He can’t be a mobster if he’s just looking after the Enforcers day to day.”
