15. Hayes

15

hayes

I should win a fucking award for the amount of willpower I just used not asking Olivia to invite me inside. Or inside her for that matter. I have no clue how I left her with just a kiss on the porch. As I drive home from her place, part of me, a better-than-average-sized part of me begging for attention, thinks I am a giant dumbass. I tuck my cock into the waistband of my slacks, knowing she needs time to process things. I don’t want to be a random hookup after she had a crazy breakup with her boyfriend less than an hour ago. I want her future. I want her smiles, her joy, her everything . I flex my fingers against my steering wheel, my body begging me to turn around and give her the care and attention she deserves. I know I can’t, but I couldn’t leave without a kiss. She is too special. Too perfect. Too beautiful. I want a lot more than kisses with Olivia Brooks . I’ve never been one to believe in love at first sight, but this girl, this siren, has burrowed deep within me and might make me a changed man.

As I practically stumble into my apartment and climb into bed, I take a quick peek at my phone to see if she did, in fact, add in her number. That sweet little brat put herself in my phone as “Olivia Brooks - ICE” and listed the company name as “Emergency Contact”. My cock twitches, begging for my siren to come and play. Sexy with a snarky attitude is exactly my type. Olivia has no idea what she’s in for when number twenty-two skates down the ice looking to score in the five-hole.

“Time to text my emergency contact.”

Hayes

Hi, is this my emergency contact, Olivia Brooks?

I have an emergency I’d like to report

Olivia

Yes, you’ve reached Olivia Brooks. What’s your emergency?

Hayes

I just realized I haven’t been to any fun places here in Milwaukee, and I’ve lived here for nearly a month. I need a chaperone, someone who knows the city well, and I was wondering if you had time to show me around next weekend?

Olivia

That’s an emergency?

I can picture her delicate brow raised in a severe arch, her lips twitching as she tries, and fails, to hide the smile desperate to peek through.

Hayes

Yes. If I don’t see some of this beautiful city, I’ll die.

Olivia

LOL. What happens when you have a real emergency? What if you’re dying and bleeding on the side of the road, and I think you’re crying wolf?

Hayes

I’m willing to risk it.

Olivia

I’ll have to check my schedule.

Hayes

Got a lot going on next week?

We leave midmorning tomorrow for a hellish travel schedule of nearly back-to-back games. It’s a fucking brutal way to start the season, but with one win under our belts already, the momentum is in our favor. Too bad we can’t take our secret weapon with us.

Olivia

There’s a Dateline marathon on. 24-hours of people who lit up a room then were brutally murdered.

Hayes

That’s a very morbid thing to watch for 24-hours.

Olivia

True. I guess I could take a break and interact with the real world.

My heart races in my chest, my body feeling warm as adrenaline rushes through me. Who needs pre-workout when all I need is a shot of Olivia Brooks?

Hayes

Perfect. The real world will be happy to have someone who lights up a room. Pick you up Saturday around noon?

Olivia

Works for me. Any requests where you’d like to go?

Hayes

Nope. I’m completely at your mercy.

Olivia

Oh really????

Hayes

Really.

My body begs to feel her skin along mine, my free hand fisting my cock and relieving some of the pressure and desire of a woman I’m sure I’ll never get out of my system. I watch the dancing dots appear and disappear again and again, my breath catching in my throat as I wait for her response. When it never comes, I suck on my teeth, realizing I may have pushed too hard, too fast. Stupid, Hayes; she just broke up with the wet bag of a douche nozzle. Time to pump the breaks. My body flushes at the shock I can hear in her response. For now.

Hayes

In regard to where we go.

Olivia

LOL. Even with your limitations, I have a few ideas.

Hayes

Sweet.

Olivia

Hayes

Goodnight Olivia

Olivia

Goodnight Hayes

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