Destiny on Ice (Boys of Winter #1)(77)

Brent glances around. “We should get out of here.”

“What about Lainey? What about talking with Nolan?”

“They’ll be fine. Nolan is probably about to pass out anyway.”

I’m not so sure about that—Nolan’s not known for passing out when he drinks—but I know in my heart that my sister can take care of herself.

Sliding my hands down to Brent’s firm ass, I say, “Okay. Let’s go home.”

We take off to ring in the New Year the best way I can think of—with Brent Oliver buried deep inside me.





A Walk of Shame. But Not Mine This Time





The next morning I get up extra early. Aubrey is still sleeping, satisfied and exhausted. Brent 51 and DPMB are lying on the floor. Yeah, I made sure she celebrated the New Year with multiple orgasms. The toys filled in—quite literally—when I had to wait to get hard for the next round.

As I make my way downstairs, I catch sight of Lainey slipping in through the front door. It’s a walk of shame if ever I’ve seen one. And I’ve seen a lot. Hell, I’ve had many of my own, from before I met Aubrey.

“Oh, hey, Brent,” she says shyly when she sees me.

“Have fun last night?” I ask, cocking a brow as I take in her disheveled appearance—rumpled dress and heels in hand.

Yawning, she says, “Yeah, I had far too much fun. I think I’m going to crash till my flight leaves later.”

As she heads to the bedroom we gave her on the first floor, I can’t resist asking, “Nolan treat you okay?”

She stops, turns around. A blush creeps up her neck as she demurely replies, “Yeah. He’s an, uh, interesting guy.”

“That he is.”

I’m dying to know if he nailed her, and I kind of think he did, but I’m not about to ask directly. I may not even find out from Nolan. He usually keeps that shit quiet, especially if he really likes the girl he’s hooked up with.

Before Lainey continues on her way, she hesitates. “Is Nolan, like, seeing anyone?”

I shake my head. “No.”

She smiles. “Okay, thanks. I better go get some sleep.”

I should warn her not to get her hopes up—Nolan isn’t a relationship kind of guy—but she’s gone before I have the chance. Maybe it won’t matter anyway since she has to go back to Minnesota. Her final semester starts in a couple of days, and I’m sure she’ll forget all about Nolan Solvenson soon enough.





With the contract worries out of the way, and no hard feelings between Aubrey and team management—it was their mistake, after all—she and I have a blast. She comes to every home game, and I pay for her to travel with the team when we’re on the road. No one has a problem with her presence. In fact, all the guys love her, even more so than before since she’s officially with me. I think they realize what a positive influence she’s been, and continues to be, in my life.

There’s no question about that, seeing as I’m leading the league in scoring and the team remains securely in first place.

Benny is still her bestie on the team. Breeze likes her a lot too. She and Nolan verbally spar all the time, like always, but I’ve come to accept that it’s just their way. It makes me glad that anything going on between him and Lainey fizzled out. That is, if there ever was something there to begin with.

Nolan hasn’t owned up to sleeping with her on New Year’s Eve, and Lainey’s not mentioned a word to Aubrey.

If she had, I’d surely hear about it.

Aubrey still has no idea Lainey stayed over Nolan’s house the night of the party. I thought about saying something, but, really, it’s Lainey’s tale to tell. Not to mention, I’ve learned enough to know to stay out of their sisterly crap.

I do get a little suspicious from time to time that something is going on with Lainey and Nolan, especially when we have a road game against the Minnesota Wild and Nolan goes MIA, save for practice, which is not like him at all. When I ask Benny if he knows where Nolan’s been wandering off to, he tells me he has no clue and I believe him.

The real kicker, though, is when Aubrey can’t convince her sister to meet her for lunch on game day.

“Lainey’s acting really sketchy,” Aubrey complains to me when she puts down her phone. “She claims she has exams to study for and can’t get away to go to lunch. Something feels off, Brent.”

“What do you mean?” I carefully inquire.

She shrugs. “I don’t know, but I bet it has to do with a guy. Maybe Lainey has a secret boyfriend or something.”

Oh, f*ck.

Sighing, she adds, “I guess she and I will have to hang another time.”

“Guess so, babe.”

I’m trying to maintain a nonchalant tone, and I guess it works since the subject is dropped.

Shit. I don’t have the heart to tell Aubrey that Lainey may be holed up with Nolan, banging the day away till game time. I don’t know if it’s true, so I keep my mouth shut. No need to get shit stirred up.

Further bolstering my suspicions, however, Nolan arrives at the arena shortly before game time looking rather satiated. He plays really well, scoring late in the third period on a drop pass from me. That breaks the tied score and we end up winning.