“I have a spare pair at Sunny’s. Why?” Lily circles the head with her fingertip, watching it jump. She thinks my scar is sexy. It’s interesting how one person’s reaction could change my perspective so quickly. She kisses from my neck to my chin.
“Because we’re going skating.”
She pauses in her mission to get her tongue back in my mouth. “Why would we do that when we can get our exercise here? We’re supposed to be fucking our faces off.”
I chuckle. “Waters scored a couple hours of ice time today. Miller and Sunny are gonna be there. It’ll be fun to do something other than get naked.”
“Naked is the most fun.”
“We’ll do that again later.” I attempt to roll off the bed, but Lily throws her leg over mine.
“Fine, but we’re already naked, and you’re hard, so we should do something about it before we go anywhere. Otherwise you’ll embarrass yourself with this.”
She strokes me a couple of times. I nab the box of condoms from the dresser and shake one out on the bed. Lily tears it open and rolls it on. I flip her over on her back, get inside her, and make her come like I always do.
Afterwards, we get dressed. I convince Lily to wear one of her skating outfits because I think they’re hot. We’re about twenty minutes later than we should be getting to the rink. But Waters rented it for two hours, so we’ve got plenty of time. Miller told me Waters wants to teach Violet how to skate, and he figured this would be the only way it would happen.
When we get there, Waters and Westinghouse are already on the ice with Sunny and Charlene. Lily’s quick to get her skates on and hit the rink. Violet’s sitting on the bench with Miller, who’s adjusting his skates.
“Hey, man, you’re late.” He gives me props. “Once Vi gets the hang of things, we’re gonna play girls against guys.”
Violet snorts. “On a cold day in hell.”
“You’ll be fine. It’s easy. You’re marrying a hockey player. You have to learn how to skate.”
“Aren’t there skates with double blades on them? Can’t I learn on those?”
“Those are for toddlers, Vi. They don’t make them in your size.” Miller pats her on the shoulder. “You’ll be fine. Come on. Let’s do this.”
“Give me a minute. I’m psyching myself up.”
“That’s what you’ve been saying for the last twenty.”
“This takes a lot of psyching, Buck.” She taps her temple, then motions to her feet. “I’m wearing a set of blades. On my feet. It’s dangerous. Someone could die.”
“No one’s gonna die.”
“I could lacerate someone.”
Miller looks at me and cringes.
“Maybe we should all wear cups,” I say, mostly joking.
“It might not be a bad idea.” Miller looks back at Violet. “I’m sending Waters over here to get you if you’re not on the ice in two. He’s being super patient, Vi. You’re probably hurting his feelings.”
“Whatever. Nothing a BJ won’t solve.”
Miller points a finger at her face. “That’s your overshare for today. No more freebies.”
“You won the overshare contest today when you told me your dick is chafed from too much Sunshine cookie.”
“You two realize I’m right here, listening to this.”
They both look at me.
“And your point is?” Violet asks.
“Just letting you know it isn’t a private conversation.”
“Miller will pay for your therapy bills.” She turns back to her brother. “See? I used your real name. Give me five more minutes. Then I’ll come out.”
Miller shrugs, steps out onto the ice, and is gone. I sit down on the bench so I can adjust my laces. Violet’s got hockey skates on instead of the figure skating kind. Lily waves as she skates past us, doing a little twirl and a jump.
Violet frowns. “Seriously. I have no idea how she does that.”
We watch her make her way around the rink, leaping and spinning. She’s graceful and smooth. It’s exactly the way she is in bed. I fucking love it.
“You’re thinking about having sex with her,” Violet whispers. “I can tell.”
I glance at her. “Why would you think that?”
“Your woody.” She points at my crotch.
I glance down, even though I’m not hard.
She starts laughing. “Oh my God, Balls. You’re the funniest.” She punctuates it with one of her hip thrusts. She’s been managing not to do that as much lately.
I shake my head and lace my skates. “What’s your beef with skating?”
“I don’t have a beef. I’m uncoordinated. I can’t even do yoga without falling on my face. I don’t know why Alex thinks I need to learn how to skate. I’ll probably commit accidental manslaughter and end up in prison. They won’t even have a library, and if they do they’ll only carry the classics and none of the smutty books I like to read for fun. Not that I’ll want to read smut with no dick around. See why this is a bad idea?” She crosses her arms over her chest, eyeing everyone on the ice.
They’re in the middle of the rink. Miller’s disappeared somewhere. All of a sudden music blasts through the sound system.
Sunny claps her hands. “Oh! Alex and Lily, remember that routine you used to do?”