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Story: Triple Power Play 2
It never stops slushing here. It’s not even snow; it’s rainy-icy-fucking-snow.
That vacation Aurora mentioned sounds better and better. When the season ends, I’m finding a secluded spot somewhere warm, and we’re staying as long as possible.
Maybe we need a yacht. I’ll have to ask Ethan. He shot down the private jet I wanted for away games, stating we’re required to travel with the team. I’ll amend that in my next contract, if there is one.
Aurora snuggles up to me on the couch, snapping me from my disordered thoughts that somehow went from laughing to murder to buying a yacht.
My brain has been tripping since the three of us had sex. I swear, I’m not having a psychotic break.
“That curry was fantastic. Thank you.”
I kiss her forehead and notice her braids need to be redone. She would’ve taken them out before her photoshoot to give her those messy waves, but that never happened.
Not only can I cook, but I also memorized every food she won’t eat, and I learned how to braid her thick hair. I’m not terrible in bed either. I’m an all-around catch, if you ask me.
Desi clears his throat. “Do you three always sleep together?”
Dante punches him in the arm. “Don’t mind him. He has no filter.”
Desi hits him right back. “I’m wondering if I need to sleep with headphones tonight. Not all these walls are real.”
Aurora glances up at me with furrowed brows, and I shrug.
“They’re temporary walls used to create rooms in open spaces.” Dante points up. “Ours don’t have ceilings.”
My gaze gravitates to their side of the loft.Well, fuck. Look at that.“Definitely wear them. The old man snores.”
Ethan’s cheeks redden. “I do not snore, but this entire building will be awake if Jax is separated from Aurora. The last time he slept alone, he woke us up at the ass-crack of dawn like a toddler.”
“We had a doctor’s appointment, and I was eager to see the baby.” And, okay, I wanted to prevent them from having morning sex, shower sex, or any other type of sex without me.
Aurora stands, collecting our empty dishes, and I gently grab her wrist. “Babe, what are you doing? We can get those.”
She shoots me that sweet smile. “I’m going to the kitchen anyhow.”
When she returns, it’s with a pink box of cupcakes. She places it on the coffee table, opens the lid, and grabs a red velvet cupcake with white frosting and heart-shaped sprinkles.
I glance at Ethan with a blank expression. “Really? Heart-shaped sprinkles? Suck-up.”
He flips me the middle finger.
Aurora has Ricky for breakfast, me for dinner, and Ethan for dessert. Now that she’s not working—not that she knows, but Ethan is one controlling bastard, and I doubt she’ll ever work again after this morning’s uproar—there shouldn’t be any issues at her next doctor’s appointment.
Bringing the cupcake to her mouth, she takes a bite, frosting smearing her nose. Her eyes shut and she releases a soft moan, and my cock thickens.
I stare at her in awe. “When did you start liking cupcakes so much?”
She licks her lips and points to her belly.
My eyebrows raise. “The baby likes cupcakes?”
She nods, peeling off the paper wrapper and taking another bite.
A massive grin overtakes my face. “I knew that was my kid. Sorry, Ethan.”
He glares at me without a trace of irritation. “Don’t start that shit again.”
After she finishes, I stoop to kiss her. Right before our lips meet, I playfully lick her nose.
That vacation Aurora mentioned sounds better and better. When the season ends, I’m finding a secluded spot somewhere warm, and we’re staying as long as possible.
Maybe we need a yacht. I’ll have to ask Ethan. He shot down the private jet I wanted for away games, stating we’re required to travel with the team. I’ll amend that in my next contract, if there is one.
Aurora snuggles up to me on the couch, snapping me from my disordered thoughts that somehow went from laughing to murder to buying a yacht.
My brain has been tripping since the three of us had sex. I swear, I’m not having a psychotic break.
“That curry was fantastic. Thank you.”
I kiss her forehead and notice her braids need to be redone. She would’ve taken them out before her photoshoot to give her those messy waves, but that never happened.
Not only can I cook, but I also memorized every food she won’t eat, and I learned how to braid her thick hair. I’m not terrible in bed either. I’m an all-around catch, if you ask me.
Desi clears his throat. “Do you three always sleep together?”
Dante punches him in the arm. “Don’t mind him. He has no filter.”
Desi hits him right back. “I’m wondering if I need to sleep with headphones tonight. Not all these walls are real.”
Aurora glances up at me with furrowed brows, and I shrug.
“They’re temporary walls used to create rooms in open spaces.” Dante points up. “Ours don’t have ceilings.”
My gaze gravitates to their side of the loft.Well, fuck. Look at that.“Definitely wear them. The old man snores.”
Ethan’s cheeks redden. “I do not snore, but this entire building will be awake if Jax is separated from Aurora. The last time he slept alone, he woke us up at the ass-crack of dawn like a toddler.”
“We had a doctor’s appointment, and I was eager to see the baby.” And, okay, I wanted to prevent them from having morning sex, shower sex, or any other type of sex without me.
Aurora stands, collecting our empty dishes, and I gently grab her wrist. “Babe, what are you doing? We can get those.”
She shoots me that sweet smile. “I’m going to the kitchen anyhow.”
When she returns, it’s with a pink box of cupcakes. She places it on the coffee table, opens the lid, and grabs a red velvet cupcake with white frosting and heart-shaped sprinkles.
I glance at Ethan with a blank expression. “Really? Heart-shaped sprinkles? Suck-up.”
He flips me the middle finger.
Aurora has Ricky for breakfast, me for dinner, and Ethan for dessert. Now that she’s not working—not that she knows, but Ethan is one controlling bastard, and I doubt she’ll ever work again after this morning’s uproar—there shouldn’t be any issues at her next doctor’s appointment.
Bringing the cupcake to her mouth, she takes a bite, frosting smearing her nose. Her eyes shut and she releases a soft moan, and my cock thickens.
I stare at her in awe. “When did you start liking cupcakes so much?”
She licks her lips and points to her belly.
My eyebrows raise. “The baby likes cupcakes?”
She nods, peeling off the paper wrapper and taking another bite.
A massive grin overtakes my face. “I knew that was my kid. Sorry, Ethan.”
He glares at me without a trace of irritation. “Don’t start that shit again.”
After she finishes, I stoop to kiss her. Right before our lips meet, I playfully lick her nose.
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