Page 44 of Sin Bin (BU Hockey Season 2, #1)

Fallon

T here’s a cup of coffee on my nightstand when I wake up after the most incredible night of my life. There’s a bowl of blueberries next to it.

“ Hands off, ” Ollie says, signing and settling back into bed next to me. “ Those are mine. ”

If you eat all the delicious blueberries , I sign, making a face, then what am I going to eat for breakfast?

You’ll get your breakfast later , he assures me, before pressing a kiss to my temple. How are you feeling?

Pretty fucking fantastic , I say. It’s true. I slept well and woke up ten minutes before my alarm, but that’s not what has me in such a good mood. It’s what happened before I fell asleep last night that has me feeling invincible.

Ollie looks both hopeful and hesitant. Yeah? Because what we did pushed some boundaries, and I just want to make sure that you’re doing all right. Aven checked in, too , he signs, showing me his phone.

You do remember that I’m the one who asked for that whole scene? You both made my fantasy come true, and I need you to believe me when I tell you it was incredible .

I believe you. And it was incredible for me, too , Ollie signs, leaning in for another kiss.

I mean it, I insist. You listened to me. You didn’t make me feel judged. But then you went and made it happen. You took care of me before, during, and after. What more could I want?

Ollie’s slow to answer and for a second, I’m afraid I took things a little too far, but then he smiles. I like taking care of you. And I like the way you take care of me, too.

Before we can get too mushy or I can begin to overanalyze his pause and choice of words, Ollie’s phone buzzes. He reads the incoming message and drops his phone on the bed. I’ll be right back , he signs.

I wouldn’t normally read anyone else’s phone, but the name on the screen grabs my attention.

I tap Ollie’s arm. Wait a minute. What is going on? I ask, pointing at his phone screen and reading it again just to make sure my eyes aren’t playing tricks on me.

Whoredash: Your order has been delivered. Enjoy! (and gimme a fucking tip)

Ollie shakes his head. What’s going on is that Blue thinks he’s hilarious.

You are way funnier , I assure my husband. He smiles genuinely and presses another kiss to my forehead before leaving the room.

He’s back two seconds later with a white paper bag in his hand. But it’s not just any white paper bag. I spot the hot pink logo from The Sweet Spot before he even hands the bag to me.

What’s this? I sign.

Your breakfast. I know you love that place and I thought a S’mores cupcake might be the perfect way to start your day. But I can stick it in the fridge for later, if you want , he signs.

I shake my head and peel away the wrapper, not giving a thought to the crumbs in the bed. I’ll change the sheets later.

Best breakfast ever, I sign after taking a bite. Thank you.

Ollie leans in for a kiss on the lips this time and I happily oblige. Cupcakes totally cancel out morning breath, don’t they?

You are very welcome, he signs. I wish I could stick around, but I’ve got conditioning, and then class. I’ll see you tonight though.

Brace yourself for dinner with my grandparents , I sign back.

It’s going to be great , Ollie assures me. They’re going to love me .