EroticReverie

Josie Jensen

I don’t wear the other teams jersey on Saturday. Because it wouldn’t have been funny anyways and the other guys on the team wouldn’t have known it was just to get a rise out of Cooper. And I’m pretty sure Russell their coach and Tony would fire me for such a joke. 

Instead I wear a black v neck long sleeve under a small , red, Penguins T shirt. Their logo stretched out just a little from the way my tits fit inside of the shirt. Maybe it was a bit too tight. But I wanted Cooper Callahan looking at my fucking tits. I wanted to drive him crazy. I wanted to sexually frustrate him even more than I already had. I wear my hair up in two messy space buns , a pair of dark blue jeans and do my makeup along with my red lipstick. 

I was hoping to sit at the seat Russell had saved for me right behind the guys. But instead, when I arrived. Tony had intercepted me and told me the view was better from the VIP box. The only reason I agreed is because I could probably get some really good shots of the guys from up there for them to use and for me to use for their main team page. 

There’s five other men in the VIP box  and there’s food and drinks and appetizers laid out along the wall like there’s seventy people in here instead of seven. 

Tony introduces me to the men and there’s no lingering awkwardness from his knee touching the other day. So I relax and consider him fully cleared of any notions that I’m interested in his advances or going to dinner with him. 

Tony gestures for me to sit with him right near the glass in the first small row of seats and I do. 

“Would you like a drink? Beer? Wine?” He asks and I shake my head and politely decline. 

“What’s a hockey game without a beer Josie?” He asks and waves his hand and a waiter walks over. 

“A beer for my girlfriend Josie here” he says and I just stare at the waiter. At Tony.  The man walks away after nodding. 

“You…you can’t call me your girlfriend. That’s highly in appropriate.” I say and Tony just sips his own beer and looks out at the ice like I didn’t even speak. 

“Tony, you can’t-“ 

“Listen Josie, let a man enjoy himself. There’s nothing wrong with wanting to pretend the most gorgeous woman in this city is mine for a night. Consider this our first date.” He says. 

I just stare at him. I was pissed. Why did rich men think they could just have whatever the fuck they wanted? I bite my tongue. But only for a moment as I let myself take a few deep slow breaths and calm myself instead of laying into him with every curse word in existence.

“This is not a date. You have a wife. I’m not interested in dating you Tony. “ I say. 

“Please respect my boundaries and don’t say or do things to suggest we’re together or -“

“You can stop talking now.” He says and I just pause with my mouth open and he takes the beer the man brings back and hands it to me. He stares at the glass for a moment. Then back to me. 

“It’s just a beer Josie.” He says. 

“And you just cut me off. You’re being rude. And I said I didn’t WANT a beer.” I say and he looks at me with fucking amusement. He doesn’t take me seriously. Not at all. I grit my teeth. 

“Fine. No beer.” He says and takes his other that’s half empty and starts on the colder fresher beer instead. 

I look at the screen as the players begin to come out on the ice. They just posed for new photos this morning to use on the website and on the screens during the game. 

I roll my eyes at Kyle’s cocky smirk and jutted out chin. Is he fucking mewing in that photo? I can’t help but smile with the urge to laugh. 

I watch all the guys skate out one by one and their photo and positions are posted for about five seconds before the next comes on the ice. They all do a lap around and then begin to stretch and there’s a group of women my age at one end of the ice already hitting and hollering and holding up signs like they’re at a concert. 

“#7 …PUCK ME!!” One sign says and I feel an intense surge of anger. Number seven is Cooper. And that sign is tacky and out of line. Even though all of their comment sections are recently far worse. Women choose to be very fucking descriptive under the guys photos and videos of the things they want to do to them. Or want them to do to them. 

My eyes flash to the screen and my rage dissipates as I see Coopers face on the screen. With a gold star sticker on each of his cheeks. I press my thighs together and shift in my seat and bite my lip and my eyes fall to the ice where he’s skating out. His head turning to look at where I’m supposed to be sitting. Then I see his head pivoting all around looking for me. At least I assume that’s what he’s doing. 

At the very second he looks up to the box, I can see his face scowl when his eyes land on me. I’m confused for a second till I notice the hand coming down my shoulder and feel the arm around my back , behind me. Cooper looks away the second I jerk upright and look to Tony. 

“Stop it.” I say. 

“I’m just getting comfortable.” He says with a smirk and then his hand squeezes my shoulder and I grit my teeth. 

“Well I’m UN comfortable.” I say and push his hand of my shoulder and he licks his lips. 

“I enjoy a good chase you know” he says and I roll my eyes. 

“I’m not playing chase. Or hard to get. I’m serious Tony, I don’t-“

“Sit back and relax Josie.” He says and grabs my shoulder again and then another guys sits down right beside me and smirks at Tony’s hand and looks at me. 

“Heard you’re keeping us company tonight after the game.” The guy winks and Tony clears his throat. I shoot up out of the seat and turn my back to the glass and look at Tony. 

“Excuse me?” I say and the other guy laughs and look at the other four men who are standing there watching me as well. 

“Just take a seat Josie, he’s kidding.” Tony says with a glare to the other man and I feel myself shaking. Half with anger and half with the fact they’re all looking at me like Tony definitely told them I was their entertainment tonight. 

“Fuck this. Fuck you Tony” I say as I go to leave and he grabs my wrist. 

I yelp and then am yanked right down onto his lap and I push off but his arm wraps around me. 

“Just calm the fuck down.” He growls at me and I kick and my head goes back and knocks him in the face and he curses as his his arm releases me. 

“You fucking bitch!” He howls as I pant and blood runs from his nose as I sprint out of the fucking room. 

I don’t go to the seat in the stands, I book it out of there and into the parking lot and to my car , breathing hard and my hands shaking as I grab my keys and unlock my car. 

I get it. Slamming the door shut and locking it immediately and my eyes dart around the parking lot to make sure him or his fucking gross rich friends didn’t come after me. 

My phone pings with a text. 

I’m still shaking as I pull it out. I grit my teeth and scream with anger as I read the words. 

“Keep your fucking mouth shut.” 

It’s from a number I don’t have in my phone. But I know it’s Tony from another phone or one of his buddies. 

I should quit. I really fucking should. I shouldn’t ever fucking go back there. But I was already bonded to the guys. They were my team. MY team. I loved them my entire life because of my brother playing for them. I didn’t want their new fucking owner ruining them for me. 

I wait till I’m calmed down enough to drive. Then drive to my apartment. 

And on the way home. As if the universe wants to fuck me entirely tonight. My car fucking breaks down in the middle of the road, and while waiting with my flashes on, I get rear ended. 

——

I go to the hospital just as precaution. I feel fine and nothing really hurts. Other than my neck being a little stiff. 

I don’t call my parents. But I do tell my brother. Just so someone knows what happened and where I am. He curses and blames himself and says he should’ve gotten me a new car when he wanted to. Yelled at me for being stubborn and then I think he cried a little. So dramatic. 

After telling him I was fine and that I’d be out soon and on my way home, he tells me to text him when I’m home , no matter what time it is. 

After a little more than an hour , the nurse discharges me and as I’m walking out of the hospital room , I hear a voice. A very deep. Very angry voice. 

“WHAT ROOM?” He growls at a terrified male nurse who just stammers. 

“Cooper?” I call to him and his head jerks to me. The look of pure fucking rage on his face and he slaps a hand on the counter and then stalks over to me. If I didn’t know him , I’d probably be pissing my pants at the look on his face. His hair is wet with sweat still and he’s in dark jeans and a black Henley.

“What. The actual fuck Josie, are you alright?” He asks as he reaches out and grabs my face and gently rocks his head side to side. Checking me for, I don’t know? Scrapes? Bruises?

“I’m fine Cooper” I say and he huffs and growls and then keeps looking me over. 

“How did , how did you even know I was here?” I ask 

“Your brother told me.” He growls. “That mother fucker. This is HIS fucking fault. He should have gotten you a new car years ago!” He growls and his dark brows furrow and his jaw clenches. 

“It’s not his fault. Don’t say that.” I say and he growls. I just give him a little smile. 

“How long you gonna inspect me for non existent bruises and cuts? It was just a fender bender” I say. 

“Just? JUST a fender bender? I swear to god Josie. You’re going to fucking kill me.” He growls and I just look up at him and smile a little more. 

“I’d never do such a thing, I’m a good girl.” I say and his nostrils flare. His eyes changing and his jaw still clenching. 

“Now is NOT the fucking time for that.” He growls. 

“You let me know when it is time then” I say. Because Cooper Callahan was here. In the hospital. Has rushed here to see me all scowly and pissy and fucking hot and dreamy. He came here, for me. 

“I’m driving you home.” He growls. 

“Okay.” I say and he still has his hands on my face. 

——-

“Saw your new picture” I say as we pull up to the door outside of my apartment building. 

I unbuckle my seat belt as he lets out a low grumble. 

“Very cute Cooper” I say with a smile and he looks at me. 

“Saw you with Tony.” He says. At that I feel my face drop. 

“You into him?” He asks. 

My brows pinch. “What? God no.” 

“Why did he have his arm around you?” He asks and I just look at him. I can’t tell him the truth. That Tony has been hitting on me and had plans to apparently pass me around like a hockey puck between him and his fucking friends tonight. Because I was pretty sure Cooper would kill him. So would my brother. And my dad. Or at least something close to murder. 

“I don’t know. I think he was trying to flirt. But I left right after that and told him I wasn’t interested.” I say.  Only the first three words are a lie, and it feels like shit to lie to Cooper. 

“You sure you’re not into him?” He asks. 

The idea of being into Tony, Actually, fucking makes me nauseous. 

“Well I don’t plan on giving him any gold stars if that’s what you mean.” I say and Cooper has his left hand on the wheel at the top. Turned slightly As he keeps his elbow on the console between us. 

“I don’t want you giving him anything , Josie.” He says and I lick my lips and I shake my head slightly. 

“Didn’t plan on it.” I say and he takes a long inhale and licks his own lips. 

“I haven’t done this in years.” He says. 

“Done what?” I ask , nearly losing my breath. 

“Flirted with a woman.” He says and I smile and feel my cheeks warm. 

“Youre flirting with me? You’ve been scowling at me all night.” I say and he growls and looks at my mouth and then my eyes. 

“Because I thought you were into Tony and I was mad at him for putting his arm around you , and then because I was mad at your fucking piece of shit car and your brother” he growls. 

“You mad at me too Cooper?” I ask and he watches my mouth as I talk and shakes his head slowly. 

“No, that’s impossible I’m afraid” he says and I smile and bite my lip and watch his eyes laser focus on my mouth with so much attention.

“Why’s it impossible?” I ask. 

His eyes lift. “Can’t be mad at a good girl.” 

I suck in a small breath and my mouth parts and my tongue darts over my lips.

“You could come upstairs, if you wanted to” I say. Jesus Josie. Why don’t you just rip your clothes off and spread your legs for him?! 

Cooper groans. 

“Don’t think that’s a good idea.” He says and I feel a crashing disappointment.

“Oh. Okay. Yeah.” I say and look away and he lifts his hand and grabs my chin. He turns my chin to him and up and my eyes lift to his. 

“I want to come upstairs with you Josie. That’s not the problem. Just so we’re clear.” He says and I swallow. 

“Okay.” I say. 

“But you’re still Jacks little sister. And I care too much about him, and you, and your family to do something that you might regret.” He says. 

“I’ve wanted you for ten years Cooper.” The words fall out whether I want them to or not. 

“Don’t think I’d regret a single bit of what might happen if you come upstairs” I say , nearly fucking panting. Jesus Josie. Just lay it all out there you fool. 

“Ten years huh?” He asks and I nod as he still holds my chin. He smirks. 

“You telling me you had a crush on me when you were ten Josie?” He asks and I nod. 

“Fucking adorable” he smirks and his hand slips and cups my face. 

I scrunch my nose. “I can’t believe I just admitted that.” 

He grins and then looks me in the eyes. 

“Well, I didn’t have a crush on you back then”

“I sure hope not” I say and he lets out a small breath of a laugh. 

“But I will say, the second I saw you in the rink earlier this week, it was the first time I felt anything close to a crush.” He says and I lick my lips. 

“Just come upstairs Cooper” I breathe and he groans. 

“I’m trying to be a good guy here Josie” he says. 

“Then don’t be. Be Ice Daddy instead” I say and he curses and groans and grabs my jaw. 

“You sure this is what you want to do? Turn me on and make me take you up to your bed?” He growls. 

I nod. “Yeah” I exhale.

“The things I would do to you Josie…” he groans and I whimper. Which only makes him groan deeper. His face leaning over. His mouth coming closer to mine. 

“Be a good girl and quit making this harder for me .” He says and I can feel his breath on my mouth. 

“What if I want to be a bad one instead?” I ask and he groans. 

“I’m good at it….being bad….let me show you” I  speak and he pushes his forehead to mine. 

“I need you to let me be a good friend to Jack  , Josie. I can’t…do this …I fucking want to, but I just can’t” 

I love my head back and decide I’m not going to push for it. Not going to make myself look like a fool or desperate. 

“Okay” I say. “Youre right. Goodnight Cooper” 

“Josie, wait” he groans and I turn as I reach for the door handle and I look at him. 

“Is it okay…to flirt with you still?” He asks and I look at him and smile softly and nod. 

“yeah” I say and he exhales. 

“You just let me know when you want to do more than flirt with me Callahan.” I say and then pushes open the door and hop out and turn to him. 

“Thanks for the ride Ice Daddy” I smirk and shut the door.