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“Boyfriend?”
“I think, yes?” “Yes.”
“Since their rookie season,” Shane heard his mother say. “I can’t believe it.” “Looking at them now, I kind of can,” his father said.
“Oh, wow,” Shane said. “That is strong. I might need some cranberry juice or something.” “If you mix that with cranberry juice I will drown you in the lake.”
He wanted to tell Shane that the closest he felt to home was when he was with him.
he was himself when he was with Shane.
The thought hit him that this was it. This was going to be his sex life now. No more meaningless—but undeniably hot—one-night stands. No more booty calls while he was on the road. He was going to give it all up for this chance at something lasting. For the chance to hold the heart of the beautiful man who was exhaling Ilya’s name like it was the most important word in the world. Ilya had no problem giving it all up. He would give up so much more, if he needed to.
“Ilya. God, Ilya. So good. Don’t stop. I love you.”
I love you so much. Don’t leave me. “Oh. Yes. Fuck, yes. I’m gonna—oh, holy shit, Ilya. Fuck, fuck...”
“Wow,” he said. “We’re really going to do this, aren’t we?”
“Yes. If you want to try this, I will do what I need to do.” “I will too. Anything. I want this. I want us.”
“And I will say, ‘Shane Hollander, will you please marry me so I can become Canadian citizen faster?’” Shane burst out laughing, and shoved him. “You’re such an asshole.” “And you will say yes, because you are a nice, helpful guy.”
“No,” Shane said, taking his hands. “I will say yes because I will still be madly in love with you. And I’ll want to spend the rest of my life with you.”
“I mean it,” Shane said softly. “I want to have a life with you. I know it will be awkward, and will still involve a lot of sneaking around for a while, but I’m playing the long game here. So, yeah. Whatever it takes, I’m in.”
“I want to tell everyone,” Ilya said. “Right now.”
“If you kissed me like that I would push you to the ice and start tearing your gear off,” Shane murmured dreamily. “That would be interesting.” Ilya’s cock was suddenly very interested in that imagined scenario.
“I want to tell him. I want him to know you like I do.” “Really?” Ilya made the word as suggestive as possible. “Do you think he’d like to join us? A night away from the kids, maybe?”
“Stop it.” “Or maybe if Rose Landry wants a sexual experience with you that isn’t a disaster...” “No threesomes!” Shane said. “That’s my hard rule.” “You’ve never tried it,” Ilya scoffed. “You might love it.”
“Let’s go to bed.”
“It’s four in the afternoon.” “Yes, but when I am done with you it will be bedtime.” “Promises.”
“I wanted to climb into your lap out there. I’m so fucking proud of you, Ilya. I’m...proud to be with you. I want you to know that, even if we keep it a secret, I’m proud to be with you.” “I know. Me too. When the time is right, we will stop being a secret.”
“For sure. It’s like, powerful, right? Rivals coming together for a greater cause. I mean, no one in that room knows you guys are all in love and shit.”
“But the way you were looking at Ilya, Shane, I thought people were gonna figure it out. Hell, I thought you were gonna start sucking face in front of the whole world. Like Hunter.” “No way,” said Shane.
Ilya hadn’t been kidding about wanting to marry him. And not for citizenship, of course. He wanted to be Shane’s husband, and to live together, and maybe even raise children together. Not as many children as Hayden had, but, like, a reasonable number.
