On Thin Ice

40

A pull on my hair dragged me out of sleep. I slowly opened my eyes to see Fox staring at his phone as I rested my head on his arm, his fingers playing with my hair.

After a few moments of staring at the side of his face, he turned toward me, placing his phone down on his bare chest.

"We have to be to breakfast in half an hour," he told me.

I let out a long groan, turning to rest my head on his chest.

"I'm tired," I mumbled into his skin.

"Worn out from last night?" he joked.

"Sh!"

I sat up and slapped my hand over his mouth, turning to look at Josh to make sure he hadn't heard what Fox just said. He was still asleep, his head hiding under a pillow and his leg hanging off the side of the bed.

Fox chuckled, pulling me down so I was lying on top of him. He was about to say something when his phone buzzed, causing him to roll his eyes as he picked it up to check the text.

"What's that?" I asked, rolling off of him.

"My annoying siblings are here to watch the tournament," Fox muttered, answering the text.

"All of them?"

"Yep."

Fox's parents, like mine, couldn't get the time off to make it to the tournament. But his siblings were all on break from school.

I stood up from the bed, stumbling a bit when a dull ache in my back side slowed my movements.

"Shit," I groaned, the pain becoming more constant the more I thought about it.

Fox snickered from his spot on the bed, causing me to send a glare his way, grimacing as my movements fueled the pain.

"I haven't had sex in a while, alright?" I said, glancing over at Josh to make sure he was still sleeping. "It hurts."

"I'm sorry," Fox replied, though he didn't sound all that sorry. "We can switch next time."

My eyes widened at what he was offering.

"You better not be joking," I said, pointing a finger at him. "Because I'll take you up on that."

"I'm not joking," he assured me in a serious tone, standing up from the bed.

I stood still, continuing to be shocked at his words as he came over to me and placed a long kiss on my mouth before heading into the bathroom. Just as he shut the bathroom door, Josh's alarm went off, waking he and Ian.

Ian groaned, sitting up with his hair disheveled and sticking in every direction. Josh continued to sleep like a rock until Ian gave him a hard shove so that he would turn the alarm off. Without picking up his head, Josh shot his arm out from under the covers and grabbed his phone and silencing it.

Once we had all gotten ready, we made it down to breakfast where the coaches were already waiting. The rest of the team slowly showed up, Alex squinting as he made his way to the table, obviously having just woken up.

"Boys we need to make this quick," Coach Silva started. "I need you guys at the rink in an hour so we can get your skates sharpened and get our practice time on the ice."

Coach finished telling us the schedule for the day then allowed us to continue our breakfast.

"Why didn't you two come to our room last night?" Alex asked Fox and me, pointing toward us with his fork.

"We were busy," Fox shot back, looking as if he was daring Alex to continue.

"Busy fuc—"

"Stop," I warned, glancing at him with a glare.