Nikki Worrell - The Enforcer (NHL Scorpions)

It was shocking to him that she still seemed to find him attractive – stitches and all. When he had actually looked in the mirror, after his shower at the arena, he saw his black eye and stitches and thought, uglier and uglier.

With each mile that went by, Jody was getting more desperate to be inside his girl. He slid his hand up her thigh and cupped her, putting pressure on her at the same time. “Lace, I need to be inside you.”

Lacey knew she was already wet for him. She could feel it. “Good, because I need you there.” Lacey pushed herself against his hand and asked him, “Are you always like this after a game? I can’t wait to see what you’re like after you guys win.”

“I’ve never felt quite like this. You stir my blood like no one ever has. Sometimes I can’t even think straight when I’m around you.” He’d never get used to the way she looked at him when they were making love. She looked at him like he was the only man who had ever shown her pleasure – like he and he alone could satisfy her.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, but was only about twenty minutes, Jody pulled into his driveway. He killed the engine and jumped out of the truck. Lacey was already out and on her way up the stairs to the door. She moved out of the way so Jody could open the door. He opened it and pulled Lacey in.

The door was barely shut when Jody lifted Lacey up and wrapped her legs around his waist. He pushed her up against the door and attacked her lips while he rubbed the underside of her breasts with his thumbs. “Can’t … get … enough.”

“Take my clothes off. Please.”

He put her down just long enough to unclothe them both. Then he picked her back up and entered her in one quick thrust as she wrapped her legs around him. “Oh, so good,” she cried out. “Fast and hard.”

Jody pumped his hips faster and harder, pushing her against the door with each thrust. “Lace, I can’t last like this, I have to slow down.”

“Fuck, no!” Lacey was already starting to come. As soon as Jody felt her tightening around him, he lost it.

“Oh God, Lace. I’m sorry, I can’t...” Jody didn’t even finish his sentence as he exploded inside her. Lacey screamed out his name seconds later as he continued to stroke himself inside of her.

When her breathing slowed, Jody pressed his forehead against hers, and Lacey slowly lowered her legs to the floor. “Wow,” she said, “I’ve never been taken like that before. I’ve always wanted to be pushed up against a door.”

Jody was embarrassed that he came so quickly. “Lace, I’m sorry. I didn’t last long. I’ll make it up to you.” He smiled at her and proceeded to tell her exactly how he’d make it up to her. Picking her up, he took them both into the shower and started right there.

Lacey and Jody settled into a routine over the next several weeks. Lacey stayed at Jody’s house when he was traveling with the team, but she still stayed with Zoe when he was home. He had asked her to move in with him, but she wasn’t quite ready to leave Zoe’s yet. It seemed like such a whirlwind romance, and she was leery of taking that step so soon.

Jody made a phone appointment with Zoe when he was on the road to further discuss his lack of control. He thought he was holding his own, but he still felt the rage inside when someone looked at Lacey the wrong way.

At three o’clock sharp, four days after Jody had left for the Scorpions’ weeklong road trip, Zoe’s office phone rang.

“Dr. Millis.”

“Hi Zoe, it’s Jody.”

“Hi Jody, how are you? Great game the other night.” The Scorpions had taken the Devils down four to one. Jody got an assist for passing the puck to their captain, who shot it through the five hole to score. Jody didn’t play on the same line as Keith, but they were making a line change, and he happened to still be on the ice when the puck found its way to him. Keith had just stepped onto the ice, and the Devils were changing, also. It was perfect timing for the Devils to have a sloppy line change. No one was there to cover Keith, who was waiting at the red line, banging his stick. Jody passed it over, and Keith took it in. It was sweet!

“Thanks, it’s not every night that I get a point. Feels good to get an assist.” Jody didn’t mind being their enforcer, hell, he loved his job, but it was still satisfying to see that point for assisting in a goal.

“It was a pretty sweet play. So, what’s up Jody?”

“Well, it’s this control or anger issue, whatever you want to call it. When we talked last time, you came up with the counting thing, and it worked.” Jody scratched his head. He wasn’t sure how to explain what he was feeling. “But it’s like it only worked for that one issue or something.”

“Okay, why do you think it worked then? I assume you’re talking about letting Lacey deal with Steven in her own way?” Zoe knew that it had to have been hard for Jody to leave Steven alone. She knew he felt like he was supposed to have beaten him to a pulp, and Cage beat him to it.

“I don’t know. I think maybe it was because I did it for her. If it was up to me, I would have broken every one of his goddamn fingers like I told him I would, but Lacey asked me not to, and I’d do just about anything for her.” Besides that, he knew she was right. Life isn’t like hockey. In hockey, he could pound on someone, and the only consequence was that he had to sit in the sin bin for five minutes. In real life, he could go to jail. What a shame life wasn’t more like hockey.

“Even though you did it for her, Jody, I’d say that’s a pretty big victory. You controlled yourself long enough to think it through, and you made the right decision. Is there something specific you’re having trouble with now?”

“I wouldn’t say there is any one thing, but I still feel rage when someone looks at her, you know? I don’t even like Aidan hugging her, and he’s gay for Christ’s sake! I know it’s not rational to be like this. It’s far beyond jealousy. I want to rip his fucking arms off when he hugs her.” Jody realized his faux pas too late. “Oh, uh, sorry, I know he’s your brother and all.” Fuck.

Zoe just laughed. “No problem. I also know that you wouldn’t hurt him for that. Jealousy can be destructive to a relationship, but I think that as long as you are addressing it, you’re well ahead of the game. Do you trust Lacey?”

“Sure. I mean, I think I do. What exactly do you mean?”

“Do you trust her not to be with another man? Have you two even talked about not dating other people? It’s important to set some ground rules so that you both know what kind of relationship you’re in.” Zoe didn’t know the answer to that question. She hadn’t had a long talk with Lacey in a while.

“Well, I told her that I love her, and I know she has feelings for me, but maybe you’re right. Maybe I would feel more secure if I heard her say that she won’t date anyone else.” He thought about that for a minute. “Huh, I guess I really do need to hear her say it. I guess that makes me pretty pathetic, eh?” Lacey made him weak, but maybe she made him stronger, too. He wanted to be a better man for her.

“No Jody, it makes you human. There’s not a person alive who doesn’t have some kind of insecurity. And again, you’re ahead of the game because you’re smart enough to address it. I think you’re doing a bang up job of changing the things that you want to about yourself. Talk to Lacey. I do think that if she tells you that she isn’t interested in dating anyone but you, you’ll find that you can trust that she won’t be swayed by another man, and your jealously will lessen.” Zoe thought Jody was doing a fabulous job of conquering his trigger points that set him off. And holy shit! Lacey hadn’t told her that he said the L word.