I shrug. "I dunno, that we’re friends and you like hockey?" Seems simple enough. Harper could go with it. She’s kept a straight face during shenanigans before, she can do it again.
"I want to say yes." Rhys exhales against my chest.
My breath hangs in my lungs. "But?"
"But, are you sure?"
I reach down and lift his chin until his green eyes find mine. "Rhys, you’re the first man who has ever landed me as a friend-with-benefits. Yeah, I’m sure I want you at my game."
A blush crawls up his cheeks and again I think I understand Crosby’s willingness to go all in for Laila.
Bryson’s ridiculous obsession with Jo makes sense.
Aiden’s total devotion to Harper feels like the bare minimum.
I want Rhys to want me, to be with me.
"Okay." He agrees and I roll him to his back and start kissing him senseless.
"I’m getting you a suite and one of my jerseys to wear and you’ll have to meet all the WAGs so they can help take care of you."
Rhys looks up at me and smiles. "I can’t wait."
ME HEARTIES CHAT
CAPT CHIN HAIR
Jolly morning! Fine day fer a 'oliday.
LADY GUFFAW
Ahoy!
LADY DELILAH
Me landlubber barista looked at me like I been daft fer speakin’ like this here.
Almost didn’t get me coffee.
FIRST MATE DUNCAROO
Dead mentell no tales.
CAPT CHIN HAIR
Give no quarter, savvy?
LADY DELILAH
Aye aye.
He be easy on the eye.
FIRST MATE DUNCAROO
Ya wantin’ him to drop anchor in yer lagoon?
LADY DELILAH
