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I whirled around, caught up in an even more appealing scent of body wash and clean sweat that consumed my thoughts. He had snuck up on me in the briefest second, apparently not at all worn out from practice.
“Coach should’ve worked you harder,” I grumbled as he took the plates from me and kissed my cheek.
The kiss on the cheek told me everything I needed to know, and I shared a secret smile with Bash. Mac hadn’t kissed him on the lips either, and I knew I was right.
He was barely holding it together better than I was. A kiss on the lips and he would’ve hauled me—or Bash—or both of us—over his shoulder and I wasn’t sure he would feel a single bit of guilt about leaving Roxie out here to eat on her own.
“Let’s get this dished up.” Roxie opened the first container and the spicy curry aroma filled the kitchen even stronger.
Mac moaned and passed the plates out as Bash handed me the silverware.
Within minutes, our plates were overflowing, and we dug in, barely coming up for air in between bites.
“Now that your bellies are fully, how did wedding planning go today?”
The three of us groaned and Roxie threw her hands up. “That bad? Again?”
“The venue was double-booked. How does that even happen?” Mac shook his head and slid his foot to mine.
The simple gesture sent heat through my body and I imagined crawling under the table and wiggling him out of the dark green joggers hiding his cock from me. He wouldn’t be so cool and collected if I slid his pants down and put my mouth over him.
I smirked at the thought of him jumping from the surprise, and he caught my look. Tilting his head, he mouthed, Are you okay? I coughed and drank the rest of my water. Anything to cool me off.
Our first few months had been endless passion, and that hadn’t died out, but our schedules were not being kind to our sex life. With wedding planning, playoffs, finals, creating videos, and making meals to Coach Locke’s standards—Sebastian—we were stretched too thin.
Tonight, though.
I couldn’t go another night without one—preferably both—of them inside me.
You’d think living in the same house, sleeping in the same bed, waking up in a sweaty tangle of limbs would lead to a lot more sex, but it had been—I counted back and sighed. It had been two weeks since we had anything more than a brief session in the shower. I was crawling out of my skin over the shortest dry spell of my life.
And it wasn’t even technically a dry spell, but it wasn’t enough. I was greedy and needy and tired of waiting.
Bash was filling Roxie in on the change in the venue as I regained my composure. I’m sure she would have understood if I snuck off to the bathroom with Mac, but she had obviously put a lot into this meal and I was insatiable, but I wasn’t an awful friend. I could keep it in my pants until she left. Not a moment longer, though.
“Well, shit. I’m glad the other place turned out. Here’s to a smooth summer with no more hitches. Just getting hitched.” She held up her glass, and we toasted, enthusiastically repeating her.
“That was incredible, Roxie.” Bash sopped up the remaining red sauce on his plate with the last bite of naan and ate it while I shamelessly watched his perfect mouth move.
The four of us settled into an easy conversation as Bash passed out rice pudding for dessert. I dove in, but was no match for Mac’s speed. He had a bowl finished before I was even halfway through.
He caught me staring and froze.
“I’m burning calories like crazy with all the training and back-to-back games,” he said, his mouth twisting into a sheepish smile that tugged at my heart.
There was so much love in the room that I fought the urge to cry. These were my men. And I had the world’s best friend. I was lucky.
And I was tired.
I hid a yawn, but the energy of the yawn had to go somewhere, and Roxie captured it.
“I have to get up early tomorrow, guys.” Roxie got to her feet, but Bash blocked her from the kitchen.
“I’ll have those containers washed and back to you tomorrow.”
“You’re such a doll.” She patted his cheek, and he blushed, too shy to grumble at the compliment.
I smirked and shared a look with Mac. “Thanks, Roxie. That was—” I patted my stomach and yawned.
