Holly

I walked to the car with Shelly as she chattered on about the game and dinner. I had to admit that the restaurant was gorgeous, and the food was the best I’d ever eaten. I wondered what the bill was as Logan paid so casually with a card. Then again, he was beyond rich from what I knew about sports. All the stars were.

I didn’t tell her that I thought her brother was beautiful. No, not beautiful. He was gorgeous in a way that most men could never be, with rough edges around the surface. He wasn’t the model type at all but a rugged, intimidating hulk of a man. Now that I’d seen him play, I found him to be more hotter than just seeing him. The way he skated with ease and chased the puck turned me on. The way he took in the view of the ice in front of him made me envious of his focus since I never felt like I had that degree of it ever. I wish I did. I was a great student but not the 4.3 GPA kind that my parents wanted me to have. I had enough to cover my school costs and dorm, but I worked at the campus coffee shop to make a little extra money. They blamed that for my lack of perfect grades, but it was just who I was. I was doing well enough with my graphic design degree so far to get a solid job somewhere and make a life for myself, preferably in Canada.

I got into her car and glanced back as she started the car. It was packed, and we’d be stuck here for a while, but Shelly turned on some music and sang along as she bounced in her seat. I wondered how Logan and the guys were getting out of here and what he was doing. It wasn’t difficult to notice the response that he got from women, making me wonder if he slept with a lot of them.

I almost snorted. Of course, he did.

We got out of the parking lot about a half hour later and she pulled onto the main road. Shelly asked me if I wanted to go back to the dorms or stay with her parents for the weekend. I agreed to either before we left, so we drove to their place just out of town. Now that I knew how great they were, I wasn’t as nervous as I had been when we left. Shelly made the drive outside of the main city and then took a windy road to a secured neighborhood, punching in a code before the iron gate swung wide open.

The driveway was long, and I gasped as we pulled up to a large, stone house. It had to be three stories with light slabs of rock covering the front of it and a ton of windows. Shelly parked in the large garage and turned off the car as I gaped at her.

“This is where you grew up?” I asked her as Shelly smiled.

“Yes. It was the best childhood, Hol.” She beamed, and I knew how close she was to her family as she hopped out of the car. I joined her as we grabbed our bags and headed inside through a warm, modern kitchen. There were a few lights on as I looked around, finding the inside of the house to be comfortable and welcoming. It was beautiful in there but not in the way that a museum might be. It was a home.

Shelly led me through the sunken living room and up some stairs, calling out to her parents. They called back from the first floor as she switched on the light in a room. It was painted a soft gray with a large bed, a dresser and a door that I assumed led to the bathroom.

“This is the guest room. Mine is right across the hall,” she told me as footsteps made me look back. Her mom Linda approached her and gave Shelly a hug before pulling me into her arms for another one.

“I’m so glad you two decided to come here for the weekend. It feels like Shelly is a whole world away from us now.” Linda gave her daughter a fond look as she smiled. “Did you enjoy the game, Holly? I was so hyper that I didn’t think to ask earlier.”

“It was amazing. I’ll bet it was great growing up with hockey,” I noted as they both laughed.

“I loved the boys like they were all my own. God, they had my heart. However, there were a lot of cold and early mornings and so much driving. I’d never trade those years for anything, but I like that your dad retired and we can relax a bit. It’s a nice change.” I widened my eyes at that. Linda and Shelton seemed too young for that. Linda told us that she was going to get some sleep and that we’d do something in the morning.

“He’s retired?” I asked Shelly as she chuckled.

“He owned a business. It’s a successful shipping company here in Calgary and did well, so he was to retire at fifty-five. He is still somewhat involved but my cousin Caden is running it now. Mom never worked. She stayed home with us.” I envied Shelly in that moment. She had the perfect memories and all I could think about was Dad working long hours at the bank while Mom either worked the desk or spent time with friends. We weren’t close like this family was. Shelly showed me her bold violet room that still had pictures from the school as well as of her family everywhere. They didn’t change a thing though that was less than two years ago.

I wondered where Logan slept as I closed the door to the guest room after telling her good night. Was his room the same? Was it covered with hockey pictures and trophies lining a shelf?

I needed to get control of myself. It was easy to see why I was caught up in this for tonight since the game was such a big event. Live sports were exciting in general, but there was a certain aggression to hockey that the baseball my dad watched when I was a kid was lacking. I had a moment where I wondered if he’d go to a Rangers game with me sometime. Dad could get great tickets to almost anywhere.

I changed into pajamas and plugged my phone into the charger before slipping under the covers. This bed was comfortable as I stretched out, smiling to myself. I felt so far away from New York right now as I played back the night as well as the year.

I wanted Logan. I’d only slept with one guy in high school and wasn’t impressed. We dated for a few months and did it the night of Senior Prom. I seemed to graduate five minutes after that and certainly didn’t keep in touch with him. Over the last year, I’d been busy with school and no guys caught my attention. Logan didn’t only catch it, but he made my world spin out of control. The way that he looked at me as I crossed the room to get to Shelly was heated and made his eyes look stormy.

I told myself that he had that effect on all women. He could probably smile that confident, crooked grin that I saw so much of tonight and they’d strip on the spot. I considered it for a fleeting second before I remembered that I was there with his sister. Shelly was my best friend now and brothers were off limits though it made for a great plot in a book. I sighed and felt my nipples harden as I imagined Logan over me, sucking them into his mouth as he slipped a hand over my underwear.

I moaned as moisture flooded the lace between my legs and moved my hand down my cotton pants to touch myself. This wasn’t something I did all the time living in a small dorm but hell if I didn’t need it right now. I felt the slick heat between my thighs and stroked the needy nub as I closed my eyes. I knew that I needed to do this with another person at some point, but it wouldn’t be Logan. He was a great fantasy as I stroked and imagined the dirty things I wanted him to do to me. I came hard as I held in my cry, jerking against my hand as the waves pulsed through me.

If it felt this good just thinking about him, how would it feel to have Logan inside of me? I imagined his eyes on mine as he drove himself deep into my pussy, growling my name. I was losing my mind, and I forced my eyes open in the dark, bringing me back to reality. It was never going to happen, and I needed to get over that.

I slept in a bit late the following morning, given the silence of the house and my exhaustion from getting myself off the night before. When I looked at the clock to see that it was close to half-past eight, I blinked and looked at the sun shining through the windows. I knew that it was chilly out there even with the beautiful skies and stretched with a yawn.

I took a shower and dressed in comfortable jeans and a soft cashmere sweater in a dark red. I slipped socks on my feet and headed downstairs after fixing my face. I heard voices in the kitchen and walked inside to see Linda and Shelly talking to some other women, one younger and one older.

“Good morning, Holly.” Linda jumped up and poured me some coffee as I greeted her softly. She introduced me to Shelly’s younger sister Moira and her aunt Brandy. They all looked alike, and I smiled as I joined them at the large table. There was a series of windows offering a view of trees and what looked like a small lake as I sipped the steaming liquid, taking it all in.

“The view is amazing,” I told Linda as there was a pause in the conversation.

“We love it. Where did you grow up?” She asked as she smiled at me.

“New York. City not state, so it was nothing like this,” I replied with a small smile.

“That must have been exciting, though. I have always wanted to visit,” Brandy told me as she smiled. She must be a few years younger than Linda although they were both gorgeous and looked under forty. Shelly had some great genes.

“It is something in itself. I have enjoyed living here though. The town with the college is so quaint and I love the fact that I can hike and see a tree when I want to.” I laughed, and they all joined me as we moved into another topic. Within an hour, it was decided that we were all going to get some breakfast and do some shopping. Shelly rushed upstairs to get ready since she came right down after waking up. I took my second cup of coffee to the back deck, gazing at some family photos along the way. They all looked as close as they acted, and Logan was cute even as a little boy. Shelly was gorgeous even though she trashed her brown hair constantly. They were a perfect family as far as I could tell. I slipped open the sliding glass door and looked over the endless scenery as a cool breeze blew around me.

“It’s calming, isn’t it?” I glanced back to see Linda step outside to join me.

“I would spend a lot of time out here,” I assured her, glancing down to see a generous yard that the kids must have spent hours in. While Moira was now in high school, I knew that it wasn’t that long ago that she came out here for some alone time. I would have.

“Shelton added a hot tub a couple of years ago just down the steps. We love to come out here when we can bear it and wind down after a long day,” Linda said as I smiled brightly. “There're suits in the house if you want to hop in before you go. It isn’t that cold right now.” We both laughed. It was chilly but if Logan were asking, I’d jump in immediately.

I needed to stop. I might still be under twenty, but I wasn’t in high school. I needed to stop this silly crush that I had going on. We chatted until everyone appeared in the living room, ready to go. Brandy drove in her huge SUV and we went into Calgary, first stopping at a little diner. The five of us sat at a table in the middle of the room, sipping more coffee as we looked over the menu. I made a mental promise to myself to work out a bit more than normal as I took a bite of my blueberry pancakes slathered in real maple syrup.

After a fun meal, we hit the streets to shop. The city was small enough to get around on foot for the most part. We took a cab if we went any further, but it wasn’t like New York. I had a little money from a recent birthday and work and found a nice scarf and another sweater along the way. I didn’t have a lot of memories like this with my mom and I observed how they all interacted.