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Chapter 24

Taylor

“I’m fine,” I say, but my very strict assistant coach, Henry, raises a brow while Eddie chuckles and checks my right leg.

I twisted funny when I went into the boards, banging my leg and lost balance. A funny feeling went through it as I stood straight and put weight on it. Coach, being Coach, refused to let me play until I’d been checked even though I could walk after a few minutes and Henry is acting as a guard dog to ensure I don’t sweet talk myself into getting the all-clear.

“Look, we’re now tied, but with the way that team is playing, I need to be back on that ice. I swear, I can play,” I state again, not allowing this team and the fucked-up ref to lose us the chance of keeping the Stanley Cup.

“You will not be stepping foot on that ice until your doctor has thoroughly checked you out,” Pen snaps, and I look towards the door to see her glaring at me while my brother and father bite their fists to stop their laughter.

“Did I mention that I really like her?” Eddie confirms, and I grin, keeping my eyes connected with my girls. I reply, “Yeah, you did,” and he chuckles.

“Seriously Taylor,” Pen starts, but I cut her off, “I feel perfectly fine, Firecracker, I promise you. I know you’re in the family box with Huddy, meaning I wouldn’t put myself on that ice with an injury, knowing you’ll worry.”

She eyes me before she looks at Eddie and demands, “Diagnosis?”

Dad chuckles but coughs to cover it when she sends him a glare while Eddie grins and states, “Pinched nerve but righted itself.”

Pen twitches her nose, then looks back at me, then back towards Eddie, and growls, “I will not have the father of my child, the love of my life, put himself in danger. If you are lying to me, I will be your worst enemy.”

Eddie grins at her while my mouth parts in surprise, and her eyes widen.

Guess she didn’t mean to say that...

“Time Henry,” I demand, keeping my eyes on a shocked Penelope.

“Five minutes until the end of the game,” he confirms, and I nod and demand, “Give us a moment.”

Eddie grins as he pats my leg, everyone leaves before Dylan shuts the door behind him with a massive grin plastered on his face.

“Come here,” I command my girl, and Pen blinks to stop the tears swelling in her eyes from falling. She swallows, her throat bobbing, but she moves towards me. When she’s close, I grip the loops of her jeans and pull her in between my legs and gently I kiss her lips before I whisper, “I would never, and I mean never, allow you to see me skate hurt intentionally. If I thought my leg was fucked, I wouldn’t step foot on that ice especially knowing you and Huddy are watching,” gently I run my fingers into her hair and grip it, “I promise you I am okay.”

She looks me in the eye, watching me for a few seconds before she sighs, drops her forehead against mine, and reluctantly whispers, " Okay…" I smile before kissing her lips softly, and then I pull back and stand, pressing my body into hers.

Kissing her again because, well, I can’t get enough of her, I grab her hand, pull her to the door, and open it.

“Dylan, stay with Pen for me?” I ask my brother, who pushes himself off the wall and nods. I look back at Penelope and state, “Just so you know, now that you’ve admitted your feelings, I’m moving you and Huddy in until the house I'm building is ready for us.”

She snorts but doesn’t decline, instead, she looks at me full of love, not hiding anything from me. Her walls are well and truly down and fuck me if that isn’t the best feeling in the world. She kisses my cheek and then moves to my brother while my father watches.

“Just so you know,” I say as they walk away. Pen turns to look at me, and I tell her, “I love you too.”

Her tears fall, and I kiss my fingers and hold them out to her before turning away. I head towards the tunnel, ready to end this game so I can spend the evening with my girl and our son.

She loves me, she fucking loves me .

“And Taylor Evans is back on the ice,” the announcer shouts, and the crowd cheers as I jump over the barrier and onto the ice, ready to fucking end this.

My head goes to my family box, I instantly see my girl and son, not surprised she’s already there, and I give her a reassuring nod.

She loves me, she finally fucking admitted it, and it is about time, too, because honestly, I was ready to tie her to the bed until she gave in.

I eye the Eagles center as I get into a position whose nostrils flare, and I smirk and state, “Guess you were hoping I was out of action, huh?”

He looks away and fists his hands, and I nod.

I get he wants to win. I get that we beat them last year, but playing dirty doesn’t get you far, and after the game is finished, it’ll be fucking everywhere that they paid off the refs, something that has become obvious to everyone in the arena.

This fucker and his team have not only ruined their reputation but most likely their careers. Even if they do win, they won’t make it to the finals; they will be disqualified once all the evidence comes out.

“Let’s fucking do this,” I mutter as I bend with my stick in front of me, eyeing the cheating ref.

The man looks away from me, and I know he’s about to drop the puck near the Eagle's center instead of in the middle of us so I state, “Just so you know, your career as a ref is done for now,” and he looks at me wide-eyed, but I shrug.

He drops the puck, and like I predicted, the dumb fucker drops it near the other dumb fucker, but he’s too busy glaring my way to notice. I take advantage and move quicker. I snatch the puck instantly while ensuring I don’t touch him, twisting around him before passing it to Levi, who was waiting and taking it with him as he skates towards their net. I follow, dodging the defender who tries to trip me on purpose, which the ref ignores causing the crowd to shout before Levi passes me the puck.

My eyes go to the clock, five seconds are left, and I feel sweat build. Their defender tries to grab the puck, shoving me and I quickly pass it to Levi again, twist around the fucker doing his best to make sure we lose this game and catch the puck from Levi before hitting it hard.

I hold my breath as I watch it fly through the air before it slams to the back of the net. The light above it shines as the buzzer goes off, indicating the end of the game and I turn to the ref and smirk.

His face is pale, and I shake my head at him before skating around the rink, my stick high in the air as the crowd cheers, including the Eagle fans, before I stop where the family box is above the stands.

I point my stick to the window as I lock eyes with Penelope, who has our son in her arms. I tap my heart with my other hand twice, kiss my fingers, and hold them up to her and she grins wide, making me smile.

I lock eyes with my brother next, and he nods confirming he’ll have them waiting outside the locker room, where I know the press will be waiting. And by the number of flashes pointed toward my family box, they’re already figuring it out.

The Red Lions’ center has fallen.

My girl is about to become the talk of the town, and everyone is going to see how whipped I am, and I couldn’t care less.

The boys all slam into me, celebrating because we’re into the semi-finals, and I laugh as Ezra shouts, “A cheating team and paid-off ref will never hold us back!”

“Mine, all fucking mine,” I mumble as I move my hips with purpose, thrusting in and out of my girl who gasps.

“All yours,” she admits, and I smile before pressing my lips against hers as I swivel my hips on an inward thrust, rubbing her clit with my pelvis, and she moans into my mouth.

As soon as Hudson went down in his new room, I picked this gorgeous girl up by her ass and flung her over my shoulder before bringing her into the bathroom. I ate her out on the bathroom counter and right now I currently have her up against the shower wall as I thrust into her.

The boys wanted us to come to celebrate, but all I wanted was to be inside my girl. We’d already spent half an hour explaining our relationship to the press, much to Pen’s dismay, with the promise of allowing her to lead a normal life without paparazzi showing up at her place of work. I wasn’t willing to wait any longer.

Her walls squeeze around my cock as she comes, her body tensing as I hold off my own release.

“That’s it, come for me,” I mutter against her lips, she flings her head back, just missing the wall as her release takes over. Fuck me if that isn’t a beautiful site.

As soon as her walls loosen and flutter, I remove myself from her heat and drop her legs. Without a second thought, Pen drops to her knees and takes my cock into her mouth, and I praise her, “Fuck yes,” as she deep throats me.

I lift up and press on the panel against the wall, switching off part of the shower head so it doesn’t blind her and watch as she sucks my cock, moaning as she does while bringing her hand up and massaging my balls.

Pen squeezes my balls as she sucks and somehow manages to rub her tongue underneath my cock at the same time, and that does it.

“Fuck!” I shout as my balls tighten, then unload down her throat. Without breaking eye contact, she swallows my cum, making my cock twitch despite my release and I moan in pleasure.

As soon as I’m finished, I pull out of her mouth and grip my dick. My girl leans forward and licks the tip, not leaving anything behind, before I lift her underneath her arms and up my body.

She wraps her legs around my waist, and I enter my semi-hard cock back inside her before kissing her. I tangle my tongue with hers, tasting my own cum and I moan while she tightens her legs around me and wiggles her hips, indicating she isn’t finished yet. I know then I’ll be spending the night inside her.

Fuck me, this girl is perfect, and I’m one lucky fucker.