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“We’d better be doing a hell of a lot more than showering, Hollis.”

“Oh we will be, I promise.” I pull one of my earbuds free, making sure all is quiet. “But first, I think I need to spank that naughty little ass of yours for all the bad things you get up to when I’m not home.”

Her eyes light up as she moves toward the kitty cam.

“Now I really can’t wait.” She carries the camera back to the bedroom and aims it at the bed. Then she crosses to my closet, finds a T-shirt, and pulls it over her head. “How was the flight and practice? How’s your knee?”

Beyond the unbearable sexual tension that’s growing exponentially, my desire to confide in her again is also on the rise. “The flight was fine. I slept for most of it. Aside from watching from the bench, practice was good. Fingers crossed I get cleared for the ice next week. Might not have to wait for the playoffs after all. And my knee was a bit achy from all the sitting, but I spent some time in the sauna, and the pool, and the hot tub, so it’s better now. How was your presentation? Did you do well?”

“Uh, we had a PowerPoint glitch, but I had a printed version, so I talked through the points and used the whiteboard while they sorted it out.”

“That’s my girl, always on top of things.”

“I’d like to be on top of you—or under you.”

I chuckle. “Both can be arranged when I’m home.”

“God, I’m so horny it’s ridiculous, Hollis. I’ve already made a mess of your sheets and your shower, and I’m still all achy.”

“You need me to talk you through another round?” Tell her exactly how I’d hold her hips as she straddled me. How I’d pinch her clit and fist her hair to keep her close.

“What I need is you pounding me into a mattress. Rix will be at Tristan’s all weekend.” She runs a brush through her hair. “She’s halfway moved in already.”

“So I could come to yours.” When it’s just her and I it’s easy to forget how complicated this all is outside our bubble of two.

“It would be easier than me sneaking up to your place.” She bites her lip.

We need to talk this part through. All the sneaking around, hiding shit—it can’t continue indefinitely. Unless she’s not at the same place as me. Even if she is now, nothing is ever guaranteed.

“Hollis?”

“Sorry, yeah, I agree. It would be easier.”

The door to my hotel room opens, but only a few inches, thanks to the safety latch.

“Hey, Hollis, can you unlatch this? I gotta grab my iPad.”

“Shit,” I mutter. “Coming! Just a sec.” I slam my laptop shut, but not before I catch Aurora’s panicked expression.

“Is that my dad?” she whispers.

“Yeah. Talk tomorrow.” I end the call before she can reply and roll off the bed, shoving the tissues under my pillow before I rush to let Roman in.

He gives me a questioning look.

“Sorry. I didn’t mean to lock you out. You heading back to Dallas and Ash’s room?”

“Yeah. Everything okay?”

“Yeah, all good. Let me grab a sweatshirt real quick.” I turn away and take a few deep breaths, calming my heart rate. That’s two close calls. I pull a hoodie over my head while he grabs his iPad, then follow him into the hall, so grateful I’d flipped the latch.

CHAPTER 28

HOLLIS

“You look so much more rested than you did before I left.” Roman holds Aurora at arm’s length at the Pancake House, inspecting her.

I’m itching to wrap my arms around her, breathe her in, and tell her how much I’ve missed her. Instead, I shove my hands in my pockets and feel guilty for wanting what I want.

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