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DMan:

Garrett: Tease.

My message is read, but I don’t get a response, and I find myself staring at the screen, waiting. It’s pathetic, but I’m pretty sure I’d do it all night if he asked me to.

Fuck. I’m so fucking gone for Cooper Nash, it’s not even funny.

Ten minutes pass, and I’m forced to watch the clock tick around to fifteen minutes.

“Come on,” I beg, my patience getting the better of me.

I huff and roll onto my back.

I’m once again in the apartment alone. When we got back after watching the game, Sienna disappeared upstairs with Calvin.

“You’re a cock tease, Cooper Nash,” I groan, resting my cell on my chest. A watched pot never boils and all that, so I figure I should stop watching it.

It’s another minute—although it feels like an hour, or possibly two—before it finally vibrates on my chest, making my heart skip a beat.

I pick it up faster than I ever have before and swipe the screen to find another photo, only this one is of a pile of clothes on the floor.

Garrett: Please tell me that you’re naked.

DMan: Not quite.

Another image follows, and this one is of his bare, ripped torso and his cock, which is barely concealed by his fitted boxers.

Garrett: Now that’s what I like to see.

My cell starts vibrating again, and this time, it’s with a video call.

Fuck.

We haven’t done this before. Suddenly, I’m nervous as fuck.

I’m about to have video-call sex with a hockey player.

It doesn’t matter that we’ve been sending each other filth for weeks. All that is forgotten, as if it never happened.

I take a deep, calming breath before I press accept and wait for it to connect.

“I didn’t think you were going to accept,” Cooper says, his deep voice filling my bedroom.

“I…uh…got nervous,” I confess.

“Seriously?”

“Yeah. I know it’s stupid. We just haven’t done this before. I dunno. Feels kinda big.”

“Confession?”

“Yeah,” I encourage.

“I’ve never done this before,” he says as he climbs onto his bed, his muscles rippling.

“Really?” I ask, shocked.

“Nope. There’s only ever been one person that lasted for more than a night, and we didn’t⁠—”