Page 34 of One Winter Knight
“Of course I’m coming. Let me see who else is going.” We were here, at Winter-Fest, and I couldn’t wait.
Chapter Nine
Carlos
“Mi Reina, you look like the most delectable of pastries in that jacket.” I licked my lips as the five of us waited for the ski lift. Dusty’s party was at another resort, and this was the fastest way to get there.
“Do I?” Fiona’s tongue traced her lower lip as she gave me a coy smile.
She wore a cream puffer jacket with a light green hat, scarf, and jacket, reminding me of a matcha cream puff.
“Ohhh, I want to lick you,” I murmured in her ear.
“Get in line,” she laughed. “I told Saoirse that she could sleep in my room tonight.”
I flashed her a cheeky grin. “She can watch. I don’t mind.”
Fiona pondered that, tapping her lips with her finger, eyes gleaming with mischief. “Hmmm.”
Usually, Saoirse was elsewhere when we got together. Though she had walked in on us more than once. When I’d hooked up with Fiona at my teammate’s wedding, Saoirse had tried to run me out of their room, naked, with a lamp. Of course she thought I’d been one of the mafia boys from the wedding that they were there for.
Mafia boys were on the list of things they didn’t let in their vaginas. Fortunately, athletes seemed to not be on it.
I glanced at Dusty and Saoirse, who were looking at a map on her phone and arguing about something. Apparently rockstars didn’t make the list either.
“Please, share your room with Saoirse, so she doesn’t strangle Dusty in his sleep before he does his set,” I joked.
“After his set?” Fiona laughed.
“Maybe.” I kissed her on the nose.
Hale was on his phone, talking to his little siblings who lived in London. I wasn’t sure if they were going to Rockland with the others.
Oh shit. I texted Grif, my teammate. He was an omega forward, and part of my line. Grif was also Hale’s brother-in-law, mated to Hale’s sister Verity.
Me
Did you bring Lucky with you to Rockland? I can’t remember if you needed me to cat-sit over Christmas.
“Everything okay?” Fiona frowned.
“I don’t know if I’m supposed to cat-sit Lucky.” Worry shot through me. Shit. I never forgot Lucky.Lucky, please forgive me?
A startled look crossed her face as we got closer to the front of the line. “There’s a poor cat somewhere alone? Could you phone a friend to check on him?”
“Love you, too.” Hale ended his call and looked at me. “Wow, you look serious.”
“Do you know if Grif brought Lucky with him to Rockland? Or should I be watching him? I can’t remember.” I glanced at my phone. No answer yet. How could I have been so careless?
“Hey.” Hale tipped his forehead to mine. A knitted hat replaced his cowboy hat. “Relax. I’m sure Lucky’s fine. Grif usually bringshim when the littles, my three little siblings, are going to be there. My baby sister Hope is low-key obsessed with Lucky.”
Dusty and Saoirse went to get on the lift. She looked back at Fiona, clearly asking if she was okay with us.
“See you on the other side.” Fiona blew her a kiss. “Okay, so no cat is alone? Good. Cats are vicious overlords and you’d probably return to a completely ruined apartment as your punishment for daring to leave.”
“True. Though Lucky is an imaginary cat. He’s the team’s unofficial mascot. When Grif joined the Knights from the Hurricanes, Lucky was already with him,” I told her. “He brings us luck when we play.”
Her big green eyes blinked at me. “Imaginary cat? As inpretend?Like a bunch of grown-ass hockey players worry about the whereabouts of acat that isn’t real?”
