“Help yourself to some pizza.” Brook hands Remy a paper plate.
Remy looks in each box. “Are you happy with tonight’s game?”
“Sure, I’m happy. You played a lot better tonight than you did the other day. Did you notice any difference with your body?”
He shrugs one shoulder to avoid the truth. “Um yeah. You’re right about the hair thing. The beer’s actually an admittance to your theory, and I see that you’re really trying to make us the best that we can be.”
She dips her chin to her chest and smiles wide. “Now just tell your sister that she has to help you with the upkeep.”
Uncomfortably shifting his body, he moans. “Back to that again?”
“I’m only playing with you. Just kidding.” She teasingly winks at him.
He takes a slice of meat lover’s pizza and moves next to her at the countertop. “My girlfriend would kill me if she saw the way I’m eating while on the road. She’s a vegan.”
Drinking down the beer, she points to her cousin Bryce. “He’s a vegan too, but I would kick the shit out of him if he tried to push his ways on me.” She examines how Remy’s large fingers delicately tries to fold the pizza slice. Thinking to herself, she allows her sexual thoughts to get the best of her. “I think your girl needs to eat a cheeseburger. She’s too bony. Sex must be difficult.”
“What?” Remy turns to look at her.
She glances behind her at the microwave clock and then faces him. She shrugs. “Look at you? You’re built like a linebacker. They charted you at two hundred sixty pounds. Aren’t you afraid you’re going to break her with that solid body of yours?”
Squeezing his eyes shut, Remy huffs loudly. “I’m not going to even entertain that with a response.”
She raises up her eyebrow and chooses to drop the subject. She walks to the refrigerator, taking out three beers and placing one in front of him. Taking the other two with her, she passes near the couches and yells over the television, “I’m going to retreat to my bedroom and watch the Williamstown game. Goodnight, all.”
“Why are you going to put yourself through that?” Always playing the big brother, Jamie sits up and shakes his head at her.
Brook jolts her head back and looks surprised. “I’m not putting myself through anything.” She spins around and disappears down the hallway.
“She’s fine, Jamie. It’s her job to study other players and goalie moves.” Bryce speaks out.
Jamie nods and goes back to watching the video game.
About an hour later, Brook emerges from her room, barely dressed wearing a skimpy cotton nightgown.
Remy’s eyes are glued to her as he sits up on the couch and follows her every move into the kitchen.
Bryce notices that Remy is checking her out and wants to cause a distraction. Bryce calls out to Brook. “What’s going on with the game?”
She removes another two beers from the refrigerator and steps into the living room.
Remy’s mouth falls open as he stares at her voluptuous body with all the crazy curves and large breasts. He lifts an eyebrow when he takes notice of her nipple poking through the material.
She bobbles her beer-filled buzzing head. “Do you want the play by play version or the condensed version?”
Bryce gestures his hand. “The condensed version.”
Thrusting her hip forward, she begins to speak with expertise. “Ramsey scored the first goal, but it was challenged for goalie interference. It was a no goal. It’s back to zero to zero. Williamstown’s playing sluggish and Ramsey’s flying. They’re trying so hard to take down the championship team.” She spins and leaves to go down the hallway.
Remy points toward the hallway. “My God. Am I the only one who just saw her standing there nearly naked?”
Bryce sighs and feels that Remy must be living under a rock since every hockey player in the league knows about his cousin and her care free attitude. “The guys know better not to look at her.”
Remy runs his fingers through his hair and gives it a sexually frustrated tug. He stands up to distract himself from his hardening cock. “I need another beer. I have to cool the fuck down after that.”
“You need to get used to her and quickly. She’s one of the guys and you’re lucky that she is buzzing. If she had a clue that you were checking her out like that, she would’ve fucked you up.” Bryce offers Remy some friendly advice.
Remy is still in shock from what he had seen.
“She parades around like that all the time. Plus, we’re in her home, so she does what she pleases.” Jamie speaks out.
Bryce agrees with Jamie. “That she does.”
Taking another beer out of the refrigerator, Remy admits. “I don’t think I’ll ever get used to seeing her looking that smoking hot.”
“You’re not supposed to look at her.” Bryce raises his voice. “I mean ever.” He smirks, rolling his eyes.
Remy puts his hands up, waving them in surrender. “Okay, I hear ya.” He sits back down and waits for his turn to play the video game.
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