Filthy Doctor(230)

He needed to be there.

Tanner glanced at Holly as they set up the room in the home team arena, raising his eyebrow. “What’s that on your neck, Holly?” She was wearing her hair in a loose bun on her head and flushed pink at the question as her mouth dried up in anticipation.

She sipped some water and shrugged as she checked her bag. “I started seeing someone. No biggie.”

“I hope he’s not a part of this world, or hell…maybe he should be. Your schedule is going to be tough to keep up with.” Tanner whistled as she stared at the towels in front of her.

“It is.” He seemed to drop it as one of the players came in to tell her about some pain, and she had him hop on the table in his shorts as she pressed against his calf with a frown. “Feels like a muscle. Let me work it out for you.” She continued the work and looked at the young guy. “Are you stretching with your workouts?”

“Not as much as I should be,” Randy admitted and she shook her head at him with a small smile.

“Start. Do some yoga here and there to break things up and really get a good stretch in. You guys kill yourself in that gym.” Holly reprimanded him as she watched him nod and scratch his minimum of a beard. “Tell me how it feels after the skate.” She watched as he left the room and glanced over at Tanner. “These guys are my age or older than me and I feel like their mother sometimes.” They both looked up as voices filled the walkway outside of the door, her picking up on the fact that Aaron was here. “Want to watch the practice and see how Randy does?”

“Sure.” Tanner responded, following her out and to the rink where they were gathered and listening to Pat. Holly took a seat in the first row and leaned forward, sipping her water as she glanced at Aaron. He nodded at her, greeting both of them as Tanner leaned back against the glass behind the player’s bench.

“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.

The game ended with a three goal lead and some happy and healthy players walking by her as she smiled and slapped some of their gloves. Holly had been achy the entire game and she wanted to be in Aaron’s room with him as soon as possible, barely registering the game. Thankfully, there were no injuries to be concerned about but she made a mental note to pull her shit together so she could do her job properly if there had been. This was dangerous.

The locker room was loud as she headed to her room, not wanting to go in there and see things that she didn’t need to see. Aaron would love that. Walter was the first to come in, picking her up and twirling her in a hug as he held her against the post-game clothes that they wore to greet the crowd. “Did you see that goal?”

Which one? The first, second or third? “I did. Very nice, Walt!” She’d grown close to the captain and preferred this nickname to the use of his last name as the other players used. “What are your plans?”

“Food and drink. Want to come?” Walt asked her and she didn’t know what to say. There were too many things to consider and she felt relieved as some of the others popped into the room. Walter crowed again as she laughed.



CHAPTER FOUR

Holly learned from some of the others that it was a big group dinner that everyone was going to, including coaches and the owner. “Do I have time to change?” She really did like wearing feminine clothing and had some packed just in case.

“We’re meeting in an hour.” Quinn told her the name of the restaurant and she nodded as she glanced around. Everyone seemed good here, though she still called out to check on all of them before she planned on leaving.

Tanner and Holly walked the short distance to the hotel to change, knowing the guys would be drinking at the bar with their day off the following Friday. She slipped her hand into her pocket, feeling her phone vibrate but knowing she couldn’t check it like she desperately wanted to. They arranged to meet in the lobby as she hurried down the hall to her door, closing it and getting her phone as a weight dropped off of her shoulders. Her family was testing about seeing the game and the win. Friends were doing the same but she skimmed past those to find the name that she used for Aaron and clicked on those messages.