Filling up the Virgin(120)

“Did you get a chance to look at Randy?” Aaron asked her, taking the seat beside her casually as her heart started beating faster. He was dressed in slacks and a white shirt with a red tie today and she had to force herself to stare forward.

“He’s not stretching like he should be. I told him to update me after practice.” She set her hand between their seats, brushing her fingers against his thigh as she watched him shiver out of the corner of her eyes.

Nobody was watching them and she dared to glance at him, taking him in with one long hungry glance. Aaron looked over at her, his eyes already darkening as their gazes locked. “Holly.” His voice was a whisper before they both heard his name and looked forward with a slight jump.

Pat was waving him down to the ice and she watched as he stood quickly and darted away from her, taking a deep breath as she tried to calm the feelings inside of her. The guys really started to skate and she found herself staring at Aaron more than she did the players, feeling like a girl with a crush in high school.

She knew that this was much more than that.

Tanner joined her in the seats as they analyzed a few things and made a few comments about some of the shots. After an hour and a half, it was time for the home team to get a chance and she stood slowly before stretching out and closing her eyes. Holly would love a good yoga class right now to relax her but she knew they souled get some dinner before the game so she wouldn’t be tempted to eat junk at the game.

She was surprised when a few of them went to a local bistro, one of those people being Aaron. He took the seat across from her as they ordered, everyone sticking to high protein meals and water as she nodded approvingly. They had a light meal of chatting and laughter before everyone seemed to sober up before the game. She and Aaron walked a bit slower than everyone else, trying not to draw attention to themselves as she fought taking his hand. “Tonight?” He asked her softly after glancing around to make sure they were alone.

“Yeah.” Holly told him, watching him slip his phone from his pocket and enter something into it before hers vibrated in her purse. She looked at him as they followed the others into the lobby, dropping her face as she headed to her room to get dressed into her work clothes for the game.

The arena was filling up as she dealt with the players stopping in to see her for advice or just to talk. Holly was getting close to some of them and she found it comforting that there might be brother figures on this team, since her heart belonged to Aaron. She wished them all luck as she leaned out of the door, telling them to kick ass before she shrugged her jacket on and straightened her bun quickly. Holly couldn’t stand the idea of not watching the game, since she’d always watched Manny’s fights pretty closely.

She told herself that it had nothing to do with Aaron as she stood by the wall and stared at him talking to Pat near the bench. He was focused on the ice as he made hand motions to the coach, nodding passionately as they seemed to agree on something. She thought he was so hot talking about the love of his life and always had. The way he’d played was captivating and quite the introduction to teenage hormones for Holly, leading her to a few clumsy and realistic experiences with high school boys.

She blinked as she realized that the crowd was screaming as the teams moved onto the ice, seeing Aaron glance over at her quickly in the pandemonium. Holly smiled and gave her guys positive reinforcement as they moved past her to the sound of boos, something that was expected in an away game. She kept the smile on her face for the cameras that were no doubt filming even though she hated the booing. At the fights, the terms had become downright violent as well as extremely sexual in nature from the women. The signs were all of that multiplied by millions.

Holly looked over the crowd, seeing several signs promoting the fans team or player, finding nothing too harsh. She preferred this environment and she took a deep breath as she stared over the ice, moving forward to stand against the glass. Randy looked good and she confirmed silently that he was likely slacking off in his work outs as she moved onto the other players.

Once the puck was dropped, her adrenaline as a therapist kicked in hard. Holly watched all of the movement on the ice closely, breathing in relief a few times when guys managed to get up from being down on the ice. She was in good shape but she’d never understand how these guys bounced back from some of their injuries. Aaron had several that he didn’t recover so well from and she let her glance pass over the people around her to where he stood behind the players, his eyes locked onto the action even as she picked up on the scowl that lightly graced his face. He turned his head to meet her eyes and the adrenaline that they were both feeling turned into a dangerous heat as she felt her breath hitch in her throat. The professional in her wavered as she considered taking him back into the empty parts of the arena where they could do all of the things that their eyes screamed for. Her thighs ached and her nipples were pressed against the sports bra that she wore under her shirt, needing teeth and lips against them. Holly forced her eyes back to the ice, feeling like her need could melt the ice around her as she tried to see the players but the crowd broke out in screams as something loud filled the air. She saw her guys celebrating and it registered that they’d scored the first goal as she raised her own arms in celebration, still feeling the heaviness of her breasts underneath her clothes.