Chapter 91

Ryan watches him walk away, wondering just how much he’d inspire the team to score by sitting on the sidelines in a wheelchair. He’s sorry they’re doing so poorly, true, but he’d be lying if he didn’t admit to that tiny part of him that likesthe fact that they’re struggling without him. It’ll just make his comeback that much sweeter.

Dante climbs over the seats beside him. “Hey baby,” he murmurs, sitting down where the coach was a few minutes before. He touches Ryan’s arm to get his attention and Ryan turns to him, already smiling. “That your coach?”

“Yeah.” Ryan takes Dante’s hand in his, wishes he could steal a kiss but he can’t, the hockey team’s still out on the ice. “I missed you,” he tells him. “How’d you sleep last night?”

Leering at him, Dante wiggles his eyebrows and says, “Alone. I can’t wait ‘til Wednesday night. Just you and me and—”

“Condoms,” Ryan interrupts. Dante starts to laugh. “What?”