Chapter 25
Conner
Conner made his way back into the kitchen where Cash leaned up against the counter waiting for him.
“What did the note say?” Cash asked him. Conner handed it to him. It was a simple handwritten note.
Where”d you go?
- P.
“What”s the plan?” Cash asked.
“We follow her lead. I want her to go to the organization and let them handle this. They can get the police involved and track this guy down. There is a part of me that wants to go vigilante and find him myself, but I know that”s not the right thing to do.”
“It’s tempting though, isn”t it?”
Conner nodded. “Thanks for helping with this. I just wanted another set of eyes on her that I trust.”
“You got it, man. What”s up with you guys?”
“I’m not sure yet, but she”s pretty amazing.”
“That she is. Do you need anything else? I have some stuff to finish up today before we start the playoff push tomorrow.”
“No, I think we’re just going to be here for the rest of the day. I”ll see you at practice tomorrow.”
Cash nodded. “Later,” he said as he made his way to the door.
Conner went to the couch and collapsed. This whole situation was fucked. He wanted to go upstairs and find Sasha and hold her and never let her go, but he thought she might need space to digest all of what was happening. As long as he knew she was safe, he would let her have that space. And she probably needed it, because she was about to be sick of him until all this was over. He wasn”t kidding before; he was where she was until this was all sorted.
He clicked on the TV and settled in. The game today would determine who they were going to play in the first round of playoffs. It was between Florida and Montreal. He was really hoping for the latter because even with Blake Kelly out for the stunt he pulled with Wes, Conner had no desire to play them again soon. After the first period was over, he heard footsteps coming down the stairs.
“Conner?”
“I’m in here.”
Sasha came around the corner and his heart fucking stopped. She was still in his t-shirt, but instead of his shorts, she was in little sleep shorts. Her dark hair she normally had styled to perfection was a big pile of messy curls on top of her head. She had on glasses and no make-up. For someone as put together as Sasha was, it was incredible to see her like this.
“You look beautiful,” he said honestly.
She glared at him.
“What? You do. Although you look beautiful all the time.”
“Well, that”s good I guess because this is me on a day when I don”t plan on leaving the house.”
“I like it. Get in here,” he said, holding his arm out ready for her to come sit next to him on the couch. And his heart soared when she did just that. She came and sat right next to him, tucking her feet up underneath herself as he slid his arm around her.
“What are you watching?”
“The Florida Montreal game.”
“You really are all hockey all the time, aren”t you?”
Conner nodded. “Especially during playoffs.”
“The winner of this game is who you guys play for the first-round right?”
“Yep, here”s hoping it”s Montreal.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Of course,” he said as he turned to her and traced his finger softly along her jaw. The circumstances were beyond shitty, but it felt amazing to have her next to him.
“Okay, this is something I have been wondering about for a long time. I have searched for the answer, watched videos, and I still don”t quite get it.”
“Okay, I”m listening,” he said, wondering what she was thinking about.
“What exactly is icing? And while we”re at it, how the hell does offsides work?”
“Stick with me, baby. I”ll teach you all the intricacies of hockey,” he said, pulling her close.
“I’ve been pretty good at learning by myself. I came into this job knowing next to nothing.”
“I never would’ve known, you do a great job,” he said and kissed the top of her head. He couldn”t help but smile at the way her mound of curls tickled his nose.
They cuddled on the couch, and he explained the finer points of the game to her. She really had taught herself quite a bit considering she came into this without knowing a thing.
By the end of the second period Florida was up three. Conner wasn”t happy about that. He wasn”t looking forward to meeting them again on the ice. But he still had a regular season game plus an amped up training schedule to get through before he had to worry about Florida.
At the end of the second period, he turned to look at Sasha, and she was smiling up at him.
“What is it?”
She shrugged. “Nothing. I just like looking at you,” she said.
And damn, he liked looking at her too. He bent his head down and kissed her. She had the most kissable lips he’d ever encountered. He’d been dreaming about those lips for way too long. Kissing them and everything else those lips could do. He deepened the kiss and she moaned.
She pulled back and looked at him with a look that made his already stiffening cock rock fucking hard. And then she climbed onto his lap straddling him, clouding his thoughts in lust. She pulled her shirt off and Conner was done. With one hand he brought her face to his and kissed her deeply and the other hand held her perfect breast. There wasn”t one thing about this woman he didn”t like. She ground against his cock in his pants, and he hissed.
“Fuck, Sasha,” he said. He kissed her neck and shoulders, working his way down as she made little whimpering noises that were driving him mad with lust. He pulled back long enough to look at her perfect tits. Then his mouth was on her pulling her nipple into his mouth as she speared her hands through his hair. Before he knew what was happening, she was slipping off his lap and kneeling before him, and it was better than he could have dreamed.
She pulled at the waistband of his shorts.
“Are you sure?” he asked.
“Are you really going to make me beg to suck your dick?” she asked with a cocked eyebrow. And fuck, he was done for.
“Nope, I”m not,” he said as he slid his pants under his hips and Sasha took out his cock and licked him. “Sasha, fuck,” he hissed grabbing at the couch next to him.
She looked up at him from between his legs with a look in her eye that could very well make him come right then. She stroked him and he needed to get himself together because he was about to come from this. Then she dropped her head back down and pulled him into her mouth. She sucked him until he hit the back of her throat and he was seeing stars. “Fuck, Sasha, that feels so good.” She continued to work him, and he fought the urge to grab her head and buck into her mouth.
Then she started working his slippery cock with her hand and licking and sucking the head. “I’m going to come,” he rasped out. She sucked him deeply into his mouth, and he lost himself to the pleasure.
He came back to himself and the sight of Sasha still on the floor between his legs wiping her mouth was the culmination of all his fantasies...well not all of them. Maybe later he could work on the rest of those if she was up to it, but right now all he felt was perfect.
“Damn, Sasha,” he said, tucking himself back into his shorts. “That was amazing. I might just keep you here forever.”
They looked into each other’s eyes with words unsaid. She got back onto the couch next to him and slipped her shirt back on. She cuddled back into him, and he kissed her. It was a sweet kiss, trying to convey the truth of the words he had just said. No matter the circumstances, she was his, and he was going to do his best to keep her.
The game was back on, and she was next to him, and he would give just about anything to have a life full of simple moments just like this one with her.
“I know you probably can”t eat it, but I could really go for a pizza,” she said with a sigh.
“It”s a rest day. I can eat pizza.” He reached for his phone next to the couch. “What do you want on it?”
“A veggie pizza, if that”s okay with you.”
He nodded, tapping on his phone. “Are you a vegetarian?” he asked, remembering how she put the bacon from her plate onto his plate this morning.
She nodded. “I have been since high school.”
“There is so much I”m looking forward to learning about you,” he said as he set his phone on the couch next to him. “Pizza”s ordered, along with some cheesy bread because if I”m gonna cheat day, I”m gonna cheat day right.”
“Don”t worry, I”ll help you work it off later,” she said before reaching up to kiss him.
“Sasha, it”s dangerous how wrapped around your finger I am already.”
“No, it”s not dangerous, it”s wonderful, and incredibly mutual.”
He gazed into her eyes, he could love this woman, probably already did. She was his future. He was growing more sure of that every day.
“Can I ask you something?” she said, sounding small. He didn”t like that one bit.
“Anything,” he said, cupping her beautiful face.
“What did the note say?”
When they were alone in his house it was easy to block out everything and pretend the scary problem out there in the real world wasn”t there, but unfortunately it still was.
“You want to know?”
She looked at him and bit her lip, then nodded.
“lt said ”Where did you go?” and was signed P.”
She nodded and looked out the window.
“Hey,” he said and waited for her to look him in the eye. “You’re safe. We”ll get through this together. I”ll be with you every step of the way.”
She snuggled back into him, and they watched the rest of the game. By the time the game was over, in which Florida had shut out Montreal—which he wasn’t happy about—the pizza came. They were eating and Conner thought about the next couple days and the logistics of everything. They could go to and from the rink together. On road trips she could stay with him. He could keep her safe, but that wasn’t a permanent solution, and it was all up to her.
“So, I know you are going to talk to Hillary tomorrow, but how do you want to handle this?”
She sighed and set her pizza down on her plate. “I’m still not sure, but I do know that I”m not running. So, the only thing to do is face it. And maybe I do need to talk to the organization and see what they think is best, since he is contacting me through the teams page.”
Conner nodded. “I think that”s a good decision. I”m here for any of it you need me for.”
“Thanks, for now you focus on the ice. I’ll talk to Hilary tomorrow and tell her what”s going on and get a game plan with her.”
He reached for her hand. She felt so right. This was going to be his life. And he would stop anyone who tried to hurt her. He knew that deep in his bones the same way he knew hockey. He was good at hockey all the way down into the depths of his soul, and he would protect this woman with that same energy.