Hot and Cold
By Amelia Swan
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“Well, then you’ll just have to show them you can. I mean-”
Molly stopped herself mid-sentence, her big blue eyes widening as she spotted
something across the rink.
I looked in the direction of whatever had caught her interest.
“What’s up, Moll?”
She turned to me, her full cherub cheeks red from the cold and
from excitement. “Hot Hockey Dad, straight ahead.”
My eyes widened as I searched the snack bar area outside of the
rink for the man Molly and I had been lusting after for months. He was leaning
up against the painted brick wall of the snack bar, watching our figure skating
girls twirl and glide about. I would never get over how hot he was. His warm,
olive-toned skin was complemented by close-cropped, jet black hair and emerald
green eyes. Despite the fact I’d never seen him wear anything other than a
suit, I could tell his tall, broad frame was covered with a patchwork of
well-defined muscles. Muscles that strained ever so slightly against the fabric
of his suits. He always looked so dapper. So well put-together. So damn sexy.
And there was something undeniably charming about the fact he never seemed to
miss his son’s practices or games. Oh, and he never wore a wedding ring.
“You’re staring, ladies,” Evan, another coach and friend of
ours, said with a smile as he skated by, trailing one of his students while she
stroked around the rink. If he wasn’t in the middle of a lesson, Evan would be
leaning up against the boards and staring with us.
I turned to look at Molly. “He’s right, you know - we’re like
school girls with this crush.”
Molly, on the other hand, didn’t avert her gaze. “He’s just
so...so…” She tried to find the right words to describe Hot Hockey Dad as she
ran her fingers through her platinum blonde ponytail, primping for his benefit,
hoping he’d finally notice her after months of pining for him from afar.
Knowing Katie had three more laps to complete and didn’t need my
full attention, I looked back over at the object of our admiration. “Hot. So
incredibly, out-of-this-world hot.”
We sighed in unison, lost in a haze of lust as we eyed Hot
Hockey Dad from across the ice and through the rink’s expansive glass doors. I
watched as his impossibly bright green eyes scanned the rink, paying attention
to no one person or thing in particular...until they landed on me. My breath
hitched as his gaze lingered on my body, returning my blatant stare with one of
his own. His eyes narrowed as he studied me, one side of his mouth curling up
into the most seductive smile I’d ever seen.
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