Poppy nods. “Yeah, I guess I did. If things hadn’t worked out with Nick and me, that could have ruined my friendship with you. At the very least, things would have been awkward. But I could feel that Nick and I had something special, and I wanted to take it all the way. It was a crazy risk, no question. So much was at stake. But it was worth it. My boyfriend is my best friend’s twin brother. We’re all so close. It’s perfect.”
Anna gives her arm an affectionate squeeze.
Both Poppy and Anna’s words linger in my head, even as we focus back on the game. I didn’t know they took such risks with their relationships.
I watch Blake, my heart aching in my chest.
He’s my best friend. He’s the guy I want more than anyone or anything. The thought of losing him wrecks me…but maybe that means what we’d have together would be incredible.
A North Dakota player takes a shot at Travis, but he blocks it with his stick. Everyone in the stands cheers.
The puck goes flying into the boards. Nick snatches it and heads across the ice. Blake is behind him, watching his teammate’s moves.
A North Dakota defenseman is in Nick’s way, so he can’t get a clean shot toward the net.
He knocks it back to Blake, who manages an impressive wrist shot that lands in the top part of the net.
The goal buzzer sounds, and everyone in the stands is on their feet. I’m jumping up and down, cheering for him.
His teammates surround him to celebrate his goal. When they break apart, Blake finds me in the crowd. That handsome grin splits his face. Then he holds up two gloved fingers and winks at me.
I’m smiling like an idiot and blushing like crazy.
I think about playing this sexy secret game at all of his games. I think about wearing his jersey. I think about being his girlfriend.
A warm feeling burrows in my chest. In this moment, I don’t feel fear or panic.
Everything feels right.
Chapter 45
Briar
“Cheers to another win!” Nick says, raising his milkshake in the air.
We all lift our glasses and toast. We’re sitting at the guys’ usual table at Mile High Diner. They were starving after the game, so we all came here to grab food.
The server drops our food off, and the guys dig in, inhaling their meals while chatting about the game.
Blake gives me the olives from his side salad, his smile teasing. My tummy dips thinking about how he scored a total of three goals during their game.
“You were amazing tonight,” I say to him. “Scoring three goals in a single game is insane.”
“You know what that means, don’t you, naughty girl?” His voice is low enough so that only I can hear him.
Heat scatters across my skin as I glance around the table. Everyone is too busy eating and talking to pay attention to us.
“I know exactly what it means,” I whisper to him.
He moves closer to me to steal a French fry from my plate. “I think I’m going to make you ride my face and see if I can give you all three orgasms with my mouth.”
My breath catches. My thighs quiver just thinking about doing that.
He winks at me before he gets pulled into a conversation with Travis. For the rest of the meal, I’m aching between my legs. I can’t wait to get filthy with Blake tonight.
We finish eating, and everyone pays and heads to the entrance of the diner to leave. We’re all milling around the front, talking and laughing.
I pull out my phone to check my texts, then I check Instagram. The video Blake and I posted pops up on my feed.
