Chapter Six

Brewer

“That is your home?” she gasps as we pull into the driveway.

“That is it. Dwelling.”

“Why? Do you’ve gotten twenty-five children you failed to say?”

“No children, by no means been married,” I chuckle, climbing out and strolling across the truck to open the door.

And the second I do, she continues, “Did you rescue and re-home the refugees of a small nation?” She’s gazing my home, talking as if dazed, so I undo the seatbelt, elevate her attractive little physique up and out, and set her toes on the bottom for her.

“Nope, simply me,” I reply… and really feel my brows rise in confusion when she turns a scathing gaze on me.

“Ridiculous,” she tsks, shaking her head. “And really disappointing.”

“Have you learnt lots of people who’ve rescued these from small international locations? I don’t know any; didn’t understand it was widespread.”

“Humorous,” she grits at my dry humor. “I simply… why do you want a home this massive if you happen to’re the one one who lives right here? Are you overcompensating for one thing, or just displaying off?” My head lolls again as I belt out howling laughter, however I really feel the burden of her glare. “I wasn’t kidding, Brewer. This nation’s in monetary disaster, but someway, loads of individuals, with loads of cash, discover the funds to make sure male athletes are paid exorbitant quantities of cash to throw, dunk, or putt a ball… or slap a puck.”

I can’t argue; she’s completely proper. And I like that she’s clever, passionate, and never afraid to talk each. “I can’t change the entire nation’s mindset, Gracie, and I’m definitely not going to refuse the wage I used to be supplied; even whether it is, I agree, ludicrous. All I can do is give again, pay it ahead.”

“Sure, you may, and may.”

“Once more, I agree, and do.”

“Oh yeah?” She juts up her chin, squaring her stance and shoulders. Treasured. “How? And the way usually?”

There’s one other chuckle I can’t seize. She’s a daring little factor. I wouldn’t be a bit shocked if she asks me to get my supervisor on the cellphone to confirm what I say subsequent—and I’ll gladly accomplish that. To not impress her… I would like her respect. “Properly, let’s see.” I rub the again of my neck, all of the sudden a bit embarrassed. “I had a rec middle constructed downtown so the inner-city children would have a secure place the place they will discover ways to play sports activities, sure trades, select from numerous actions which may assist maintain them out of hassle, and I fund it, each month. And the entire workforce follows an unstated rule that we deal with the ladies and youngsters’s shelter. Each participant, in rotation, takes a month and pays for provides, fixes stuff, paints, does no matter they want accomplished. Plus-”

“Catch me,” she purrs, launching herself at me, and I simply elevate her up by the hips and haul her in opposition to me. “Altruism is so attractive,” she puffs earlier than smashing her mouth to mine.

Remind me to sponsor a complete fucking planet.

Rattling. When Gracie Bolton units out to kiss a person, she kisses the hell out of that man. Her legs are wrapped round my waist, fingers clawing at my hair, and ripe-apple ass in my maintain as our mouths, tongues, uneven breaths and keen palms get to know one another. Properly. She’s wiggling, moaning, attempting to climb me—in search of extra—each gyration in opposition to my dick tempting me to take her proper right here.

I’ve fucked in toilet stalls, a darkish nook in quite a lot of golf equipment, locker rooms that reeked of sweaty balls, and as soon as behind a cab. However for causes I’d most likely by no means perceive, ought to I attempt to—I would like issues with Gracie to be… intimate? Yeah… that’s the appropriate phrase… I simply can’t consider it’s the appropriate phrase. I don’t do intimate.

Possibly it’s the chase that’s acquired me all fucked up within the head. She didn’t serve herself up on a puck-bunny platter; as a substitute, making me hunt her down. Or it might be our distinctive prelude—can’t say I’ve ever stopped, on the ice, to play a horny recreation of charades earlier than. By no means despatched a word to a fan, or obtained one again, earlier than both.

And now that I’ve gotten a couple of glimpses into who she is and what she’s about, it’s solely luring me in additional. No chick has ever complained that I’ve an excessive amount of cash and argued that I ought to give it away. And though Gracie’s the primary girl I’ve ever dropped at my home, I’m fairly positive she’s additionally the one one who’d insinuate it’s ostentatious.

Regardless of the motive, doubtless all of them, I power my mouth to launch hers and lean again to catch her eyes. “How about we go inside?” I grin, taken fully aback by her—swollen, pouty lips, flushed cheeks, mussed hair the colour of sundown—however most of all, the fervour blazing in her eyes.

She desires me.

Me.

Brewer Hayes, the person, the individual. Not the captain of an NHL workforce. Not in public, the place everybody can see her on my arm. Not beside me, in view of the cameras whereas I’m photographed or interviewed.

Simply me. Within the privateness of my house… that doesn’t impress her.

She bobs her head wildly, to verify I hear her ‘sure,’ too out-of-breath for a vocal reply, and my grin stretches wider as I stroll us towards the door.

I readjust her in my arms so I can dig out my keys, and he or she stops operating her tongue alongside my neck to giggle. “What, no butler to allow us to in? What about Alexis? Certainly, she’s streaming by way of your complete h-, mansion; simply scream at her to unlock the door.”

“Solely girl on this home is you,” I growl, swatting her ass.

No prior to I get us inside, through the use of a key, all on my own, she wriggles to be put down. Right here we go… now she’ll need to see the whole lot… ask for the “grand tour,” gasping and fawning the entire time. I can’t assist however really feel a pang of disappointment.

With a hefty sigh, I toss my keys on the counter and transfer to take her hand. Guess I’ll begin by displaying her the yard; the principle motive I purchased this place. There’s a large pool, full with a rock waterfall, hidden coves, and a scorching tub. Plus, the kickass landscaping, hammock, cabana, gazebo, and spectacular view assist me escape, as if I’m alone non-public island, anytime I’ve time to return again right here. Yeah, I gained’t maintain it in opposition to her if she ‘oohs’ and ‘ahhs’ over the yard. Apart from on the ice, it’s my favourite place to be.

Seems although, my fear’s nothing greater than wasted time, and the “hunch” I’ve had since first laying eyes on her proves its validity as soon as extra; any and all doubt vanishing… for good. She wouldn’t discover, or care, if each wall on this place was painted neon inexperienced and there have been disco balls dangling from the ceiling. She’s not taking a look at my home. Her eyes are educated solely on me.

I’m proper about her, dammit.

Gracie Bolton is one thing, somebody, particular. Value spending the time to discover, get to know… in and out.

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