Breaking Away

“You don’t give a shit about this movie.”


“Sure I do,” he said, turning her face to look at him. “Now hush and put the movie on.”

When he smiled, she smiled back fully. She couldn’t help it. He looked so cute with the huge gap in his teeth from where his tooth should have been. It was endearing and it turned her on, surprisingly. She never had a thing for hockey players, always thought they were meatheads, but boy, was she wrong. Just between the men her sisters and friends had ended up with told her she was wrong, but then meeting Phillip blew it all to hell. He was hot, he was quick, and he kept her on her toes. She liked him. A lot more than she would care to admit but nonetheless, she did.

Leaning over, she took his mouth with hers, kissing him long and hard before pulling away to look into his eyes.

“I’m glad you came over.”

“Me too, I’m glad that Skylar wanted Claire to come over, or this wouldn’t be happening.”

Hearing Claire’s name made her pause as she reached for the remote. “Well, thank goodness for Skylar.”

He didn’t say anything as she pushed play but then he grabbed the remote, pushing pause. “What was up with the hesitation?”

“Huh?” she asked, looked back at him.

“You paused, like your whole body stopped. What’s up?”

Did it? She looked away, but he quickly pulled her face back up to look at him. He smiled, cocking his head to the side. “Everything okay with Claire?”

She played with her pants, trying to look everywhere but at him. “Yeah, did she tell you about today?”

“Yeah, said it went great,” he said, rubbing his thumb up and down her chin. “Why, did it not? She seemed really happy.”

“No, it went amazingly fantastic, Phillip. No joke, that girl is going to be something huge one day, I swear,” she said with all the confidence in the world.

“Good, that’s my hope for her, but what’s up?”

She bit into her lip before asking, “Did she tell you about Brian?”

“The dude she is dancing with?”

“Yeah.”

“What about him? Is there more than just dancing going on?”

She shrugged. “I don’t know. He was touchy feely and kissed her forehead.”

Phillip’s hand dropped from her chin as he leaned back, crossing his arms across his chest. Within seconds, his face was red and he was working his lip. He made her nervous. Maybe she should have stayed out of it. Let him find out whenever Claire told him because if he went home and confronted Claire, then that would blow what they were doing and that couldn’t happen. Claire had made that very well known.

“You can’t say anything to her.”

His brows came together. “The fuck I can’t. I’m gonna find out what’s going on, and then I’m gonna find this kid and scare him shitless. I might bring the whole team with me. That’ll do it.”

“For fuck’s sake, Phillip! It’s not that serious.”

He scoffed. “You’re not the one that found her in bed with a nineteen-year-old hockey player with nothing but a bra and panties. She has history of being a little on the sexual side. I thought with dance and all she had stopped that, but maybe I was wrong.”

Okay, she was glad she told him. “Okay, yeah, that won’t happen. I’ll take care of it.”

He looked surprised. “You’ll take care of it?”

“Yes, I’ll find out what’s going on and have a talk with her if something that shouldn’t be going on is.”

He smiled as he reached forward and put their snacks on the table. When he came back, he cuddled her up in his arms, kissing her nose. “Thank you.”

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