Nikki Worrell - The Enforcer (NHL Scorpions)

When Jody got to the house and gave Lacey her gift, she laughed. “Oh my God, I am so not wearing them. Take them back. My ass is big enough without extra padding!” Turning Lacey around so he could look at said ass, Jody responded with a growl. “Yes, your ass looks fine just like it is, Lace. Perfectly fine.” He then turned her around again and grabbed her ass to pull her close, as was his habit.

Lacey had on another great top. This one was baby blue and snug like the red sweater. It had a low V-neck with a tiny piece of lace right at the lowest point. With her so close and his height advantage, he had a great view. Even with the great view, he still wanted to rip that lace off with his teeth to uncover her breasts. Why did women want to cover them up? There was nothing prettier than some great cleavage – made a man’s mouth water just thinking about it. He wondered how she’d be when he finally got her naked beneath him.

Would she be shy, or would she be brazen like before? Would she be a hellcat and rake her nails down his back, or would she want to make love sweetly? He’d take a little of both. But the first couple of times, he wanted to take her hard. He wanted to pick her up and make her wrap her gorgeous legs around him and thrust into her as he pinned her against the wall. He wanted to make her beg him to let her come. She’d be so crazed with desire that she wouldn’t even think about holding back. Maybe she’d nip at his lip while he …

Snapping her fingers Lacey said, “Jody? What in the world are you thinking about?” She had been asking him if he was ready to go, and he was just staring at her. Then his thumbs started brushing the undersides of her breasts. Jesus, he looked like he wanted to devour her. It was a great look on him.

Jody quickly dropped his hands and turned around. He was rock hard and knew it would be painfully obvious should she glance in the general area. “Huh? Nothing. Sorry, let’s go.” After grabbing the hockey shorts he had bought her (and holding them in front of him as camouflage), he went back out the door. His truck was parked at the curb with Izzy inside. She gave a short howl when she saw Lacey, which made her laugh. “Oh, who’s a cutie? Who’s a cutie?” By the fierce wagging of her tail, it was obvious that Izzy knew she was the cutie.

“I hope you don’t mind riding with Izzy. She’ll stay in the back. I’ve been gone so much the past couple of days that I hate to leave her home if I don’t have to. The security guards let me bring her. They keep an eye on her for me. Izzy pretty much wins over anyone who has even a remote liking for dogs.” Jody opened Lacey’s door for her and scratched Izzy’s ears before telling her to get in her seat in the back, which she immediately did.

“So are you looking forward to today’s lesson or dreading it?” She had to be sore after her first lesson, but she’d had a couple of days for her muscles to relax.

“I’m looking forward to it. I’m not so sore today. But I have to tell you, I’m not sure I’ll ever improve. It’s fun though.” Lacey would like to become a better skater, but it wasn’t a must. She just enjoyed being out, doing something fun. Hopefully Jody didn’t care if she could skate or not. She’d never be a good athlete.

When they pulled into the back lot of the rink that was reserved for the team, Lacey noticed that there were quite a few cars there. Jody remarked, “Looks like some of the other guys are here.” Grabbing her gear, Jody ran around and opened Lacey’s door for her. As soon as Lacey hopped out, Izzy followed. Jody linked his pinkie with Lacey’s (which she thought was adorable), and they walked into the rink.

Ian was there with his wife Kathy and their three-year-old son, Zach. They were already out on the ice, and it looked to Lacey like Zach skated better than she did. But hey, those hockey people had different DNA, didn’t they? No need to feel embarrassed. But maybe she’d just watch today.

Jody saw Lacey watching little Zach skate, and he knew what she was thinking. He turned to her and said, “You are going to skate today Lace.” Grinning he added, “Don’t worry, I’m sure with a couple more weeks of practice you’ll be up to Zach’s speed.” Lacey gave him the old evil eye, but laughed at the same time, while she said, “Give me the padded pants, smartass, and let’s go.”

Lacey did marginally better her second time out. Some of the other team members came in with their wives/girlfriends/children, and it became a little party. Sadly enough, Lacey was still the worst skater, even among the children. She was having a great time though. It was nice getting to know some of the other women in the group. She discovered that she had a lot in common with Keith Lambert’s girlfriend, Kelly.

It had to be tough being the captain’s girl. All of the players got entirely too much female attention just because they were professional athletes, but the captain got the lion’s share. Kelly had a great outlook on it all though. Her mantra was, “He comes home to me, girls.” Whatever they were doing, however they handled the attention, it seemed to be working for them. They were very much in tune with each other.

Kelly worked as an accountant in a financial company. They both shared a love of numbers and right and wrong. That was one of Lacey’s favorite things about being in the accounting field. In accounting, you either balanced or you didn’t. When you did, you knew your work was correct with no loose ends (except for the in the tax accounting area, which she didn’t do). Not having a grey area worked out well with Lacey’s OCD. She could do something, have it balance, and file it away.

Kelly also loved animals and did some volunteer work at the local animal shelter. She told Lacey that she would take her there to help sometime if she wanted. Kelly spent time at the shelter when the boys were traveling. It helped fill her weekends when Keith wasn’t home. Lacey told Kelly that she would be watching Jody’s pup Izzy when he was away and invited Kelly to come to his house so she could play with Izzy, too. It looked like Lacey had just made a new friend.

Looking around, Lacey saw that all of these people were like a family. They were all laughing together and helping each other’s kids on the ice. When someone fell down, someone else was there to help them get up. It was very satisfying watching these people. She enjoyed seeing them interact with each other. Lacey decided to take a seat in the player’s box and rest her feet a bit while she continued to people watch.

While she was sitting there relaxing, Heidi (who she found out was defenseman Matt Johnson’s girlfriend) came over and hooked an iPod into the PA system. She introduced herself to Lacey and said, “Wanna see the boys have some fun?” Lacey just smiled as Michael Jackson’s Billie Jean came out of the speakers, and she saw what Heidi was talking about.

Some of the guys started dancing, Jody being one of them. They all looked ridiculous. Those not dancing stood at the boards to give the guys the ice. Keith grabbed a stick that was on the bench next to Lacey and twirled Matt around, using it as a big hook. Jody did a pirouette, but fell on his ass. That was when Lacey lost it. She was laughing so hard she had tears in her eyes. This was the kind of fun she was missing. This was what she wanted back in her life. A good group of friends who knew how to cut loose and have a good time.

Jody saw Lacey laughing at him and skated over to the bench. Pulling her up, he dragged her back out onto the ice. “Come on Lace, dance with me.” There was no way she could dance with him; she could barely stay upright! “Funny, you know very well that I can’t do that. Go dance with Ian. He looks like he needs a partner.” Jody smiled at her, and her heart hitched a little. She was in dangerous territory if Jody kept this up. He was so cute and sweet. “I’d rather just stand here not even moving with you than do just about anything else.”