11. New Home

New Home

Jax

M acie finally fell asleep, and now, we're fucking here, thank god, I'm so tired of being in this fucking truck.

Macie is still sound to sleep, hanging on my arm, using me as a pillow, Sully and I make a detour and check out the skating rink that will be our home ice now before we head to our new place.

Coach Josh helped get this shit all in order basically overnight. We were willing to move quick, so he was too. I'm fucking pumped for this shit and I know Sully is too.

I pull into the rink parking lot, it's four in the morning, your typical early bird skaters getting here, I park so Sully and I can check this shit out.

"Can you believe this man?" Sully asks and I shake my head, because in a way, "Not really man."

"Well, believe it." I look down at her whispering her words as she pulls her head from my arm, looking up at me.

"Good morning, Sunshine." I huff my laugh, Sully following as she curls her lip. Macie has never been a happy go lucky girl first thing in the morning. She's the one that needs a minute, both Sully and I know that.

"You guys worked hard to be here, now don't fuck it up." She lays her head against my arm again as she looks out the windshield, just catching a vibe from the people we will be around .

You know, you can't trust everyone, you always have to watch your back, and I've got Macie to worry about. "Alright, let's get the fuck out of here, we'll be here tomorrow."

I put my truck in drive, and pull from the parking lot, heading to the address on my GPS.

Macie

The excitement takes me over when we pull into the driveway of our new place as my eyes dart around looking at everything.

I wrap my arms around Jax, before I kiss his cheek and whisper, "I'm still going to thank you a million times." Because I am. He is giving me back... Me.

I kiss his cheek again, before I start shooing Sully to hurry up and get out of the truck so I can go explore. Yes, I'm totally being that girl, I'm excited, excited like I haven't been in a long time.

Hearing Jax and Sully laughing behind me as I slide my phone from my pocket and take a picture of our new house and send it to Dakota; I really wish he would've come along.

He texts me back right away…

Damn sis, ya'll got hooked up.

I giggle to that, before I type back my message.

Wish you were here Dakota. Talk later, going to go explore.

I watch the little dots come across the screen.

Give'm hell Macie.

That brings a smile to my face, locking my screen as I tuck my phone in my pocket as Jax plugs in the code to get in the front door, and we go inside, and the exploring begins.

Admiring the tall ceilings, making my mind swirl with ideas, loving the darker grey interior, but the big windows that let in all the sun light.

Jax and Sully start getting stuff out of the truck as I continue my exploring, taking it all in, the freedom, the memories that have already started to be made. Or, should I say continue to be made. We share memories already, a lot of them.

Managing to find my way upstairs, as I walk down the hallway, I open doors, eyeing up the rooms, of course seeing which room I'm calling dibs on, and I find my way to the master bedroom and, boom, mine.

Loving that I have this freedom now and I have to make the best of it like I have already begun to do.

We manage to get what we crammed in the truck put away, Sully gets his room, and we all know where Jax is, with me of course.

As they take showers, I order a pizza, even though the kitchen is stocked, which I thought was pretty cool. Their new Coach made this shit happen for them just as much as they made it happen quick for him.

I sneak into the bathroom, Jax not noticing me as his back is turned, admiring that bare ass; nice ass might I add. Damn these hockey players.

I slide up on the counter and just watch him, he doesn't even know I'm here and I try so hard to keep my laugh in as I watch him wash his hair and my lip rolls between my teeth with the muscles flexing in his back, before he starts to turn.

He looks up and I lift my brow, "Nice ass." I tease.

"What the fuck Macie" He laughs his words, before the door flies open and he snatches me off the counter and pulls me under the water, pulling me into him with his hand wrapping around the nape of my neck as he towers over me, blocking the water from drowning me as I look up at him.

"You are encouraging a very hot fire, Angel."

"Mhm. Well. I do rather be hot than cold" My words whisper filled with seduction, encouraging his fire.

He growls as his hand slides up, entangling in my hair before he fists my hair, pulling my head back, his lips are on mine, and he starts tearing at my shirt.

I help him, I start tearing at my shirt and it gets a little frenzied and we manage to make our way out of the shower and into the bed as I straddle his lap.

As our kiss only becomes hotter, his hands against my wet body slide over my breasts as my hips rock, feeling his hard shaft slide between my legs.

I leave his lips, leaning back, I look down at him and rock my hips continuing to slide my pussy against his cock.

"That bad girl is sparkling in those eyes, Angel."

"Because I am a bad girl. "

I slide down, settling myself between his legs as I hold my gaze on him, taking his shaft in my hand, before my tongue darts out, starting at the base, I flatten my tongue working my way up.

Getting to the tip, I swirl my tongue around, smearing the bead of precum spilling, watching his lips part, holding his gaze filled with a desire on me as I take him into my mouth, he fists my hair, taking him deeper until he hits the back of my throat.

Continuing to slide my mouth the length of his cock, swirling my tongue with my strokes. His deep groan rumbles and it only makes me take him deeper, stretching my throat, building tears in my eyes with the pressure.

He thrusts and my eyes roll as the tears fall to my cheeks, filling the back of my throat, holding my head down over his length, until I gag.

He pulls my head from his cock as the saliva drips from the corner of my lips.

"Don't worry angel, you'll take it like a pro soon." He pulls me up, bringing my lips to his as I straddle him again as he fists his cock, sliding the tip between my folds, teasing my clit before he guides his way stretching through my opening.

My head falls back as I lower myself down, his hand cups my breast, and feathers my nipple with the pad of his thumb.

"Fuck Jax." I moan, following his rhythm, guiding my hips with his hand, each stroke brings my climax on even harder.

Feeling the moment, feeling the pleasure consume me, I take over the rhythm as my pace picks up, and when I send his length to hit deep in my walls, I rock my hips, massaging my walls deep with the tip of his cock.

Feeling his growl against my flattened hands on his chest, "That's right Angel, take what you want." My eyes flutter with his growl, continuing to ride his cock like I fucking own it, and I look down at him .

Watching the pleasure wash over him as I continue to slide up and down his length, my pussy begins to tighten around him, feeling my own pleasure build.

My words whimper in a moan, "Come with me."

His hands latch around my hips, and he sends brutal trusts up into my lower gut, making my arousal to zing and ping off every nerve in my body.

Squeezing around him as my thighs begin to shake, he sends one last thrust before his hand is around my throat pulling me down to his lips, feeling the pulse of him fill me, mixing with my own arousal. My tongue brushes against his, our kiss slowing, but that heat between us is only getting hotter.

I relax against his chest as it rises and falls with our panted breaths, I tuck my head under his chin, laying it on his chest as he wraps his arms around me. Coming down from our high, but also enjoying that we can do this, it's us, no one to worry about, well besides Sully.

The doorbell rings and I pick my head up, looking into his eyes with my smile, "Pizzas here."

"You ordered pizza?" He questions in a chuckle.

"Yeah." I go to climb from his lap, but he holds me in place.

"I'll get it, you get dressed."

"Well, I wasn't going down there naked, though, that would make a good laugh." I giggle.

"Angel, don't even think about it." He growls and I giggle softly before it turns into a laugh as he tosses me to the bed beside him and he gets up.

I watch him slide on his sweatpants before he starts for the door, grabbing his hat on the way as I yell out, "That's right, can't forget that hat, sexy ass. "

He barks a laugh and I lay flat against the bed, taking this in as I carry on my laugh. Oh, this is something, magical.

Finally pulling my shit together, I slide on some leggings, throw on a sports bra and make my way down to the kitchen, finding Jax and Sully.

No need to sit around a table, I slide my ass up on the counter as the guys lean against it, and we dig in.

"You going to be alright here by yourself tomorrow?" Jax asks causing me to take my attention away from this kick ass pizza in my hand.

"Yeah… why wouldn't I be?"

"We have practice in the morning."

"I'll be fine, I'm digging these tall ceilings, I might hang my silks." I look up at them again, haven't taken my mind from them since we arrived.

"Macie, don't you dare" Jax growls and I laugh "Why?"

"For one, I don't think a sixteen foot ladder would even get your short ass close enough to the ceiling. And for two, just fucking don't, if you want them hung, I'll do it."

I lift my brow, knowing he's right, these ceilings are tall, but I would've definitely given it a go, "Fine, I'll wait."

"Am I just going to walk in one day and find you hanging from the ceiling?" Sully asks.

"Yeah. Probably every day. I have to practice."

"How the fuck did you get into that?" I shrug at Sully's question, I don't really know how I did. I just did.

"I took dance class, which mom knew about, helps skaters, but she didn't know the extra classes I was doing. And then Stacie showed me aerial hoops."

"Stacie does this shit too?" Jax asks.

"For fun yeah. That's why she would come to the club every night, and find a friend when she was thirsty."

They both laugh, but really, they don't know how naughty Stacie's bad side can be.

"Once I started feeling comfortable with hoops, I moved to silks and well, there's nothing like it."

"And the club?" Sully chuckles

"I already told you, to make money. Do you realize how much money I made a night there." I did get paid good money, because of what I could do with silks. I know what I'm capable of doing, I can do more, I just have to find the right place. And that job that caught my eye, is it, and could be everything I've been asking for.

Jax pulls his phone from his pocket and answers a call before he puts it on speaker laying it on the counter. Their new coach is on the other end of the phone and they carry on their conversation. About practice in the morning, to the dinner they are having tomorrow night to welcome the guys to the team. Seems exciting, but then he runs down the list of the plans, the future, the things I find my mind wandering away from the conversation. They're going to be busy.

Earlier I had admired the back patio, and imagined what it would look like at night with lights on. It just seemed so pretty in my mind, so I slide from the counter, leaving them to their talk. I don't need to be involved in everything, this is their show, and I will soon find mine.

I find the light switch that turns the lights on outside, snagging the blanket off the couch on my way past, I walk outside. The cool evening air fills my lungs, the smell unfamiliar, but it still brings a smile to my face, it's a smell of freedom.

I sit on the cushioned patio chair, pulling my knees to my chest, before I cover myself with the blanket. For the longest time I stare out, absorbing my new surroundings, that unfamiliar smell, the image in my head of what it would look like out here has come to life.

It's beautiful .

I hear the guys laughing, still talking with their coach, and it pulls a smile to my face, excited for them. Who knew I'd find myself leaving home with these two.

With it sounding like their conversation is going to be a bit longer, I pull my phone out and open my book I've been slowly reading, never finding the time. But right now, what a perfect time.

I indulge in my book, getting lost in the world of what love should be, or can be with the right person. I can't stop reading, the swipe of my thumb across the screen, flipping page, after page, zoning my surroundings out and zoning deeper into the book. Hoping one day I will find someone I can trust, and love, and I think I already have, but I'm scared to open my heart.

"What'cha reading?" I jump, not realizing Jax had walked up on me.

"Reading a book I've only been trying to read for a month."

"Oh, yeah, what's it about?" He asks with that playfully cocky smile before he leans down, sliding his arm around my back and under my legs, before he lifts me, sits where I was and sets me on his lap.

I nuzzle into him, adjusting my blanket so it covers us both before I tell him, "A hockey player who falls in love with the coach's daughter."

He snorts, because in a way, he did, well, that is if he is in love with me, I don't know what it is. My dad was their coach too.

"That sounds familiar."

I lift a brow then ask, "Does it?"

He slides the palm of his hand to my cheek and his words whisper in a deep growl, "Do you need to hear me say it?"

I can hear my heart hum in my ears, unsure if I'm ready for this. There's a reason I avoid love and relationships, but with no control my head nods anyways, wanting to hear it.

"I love you Macie Sullivan, I've been in love with you since I was twelve years old."

My smile brightens my face and I wrap my arms around his neck as I press my lips against his. Not ready to say those words, I want to, I want to be ready to say them, but I'm not, one day I will. When I can't hold them back anymore.

Hovering over his lips, I whisper, "I want to say them back Jax, but those three words scare me to death. Every time I've said them, my heart has been broken."

"I feel what we have Jax, and like you, I do think there's been something between us long before you told me how you felt."

"Who hurt you, Angel?" He asks with concern in his voice, in his eyes as he stares into mine.

I pull my head back and avoid his gaze. It's short lived as his hand holding my cheek tilts my head, making me look up at him.

"No one Jax."

"I don't believe you; You're hiding something from me, I can feel it." He growls.

I shake my head, not wanting to tell a lie, because yes, I am hiding something. The biggest reason for leaving. My heart break started with losing my dad, but what happened between losing him, and Holly, is what made me decide I was leaving home and never looking back.

"I will get it out of you" Jax growls, knowing he's pissed I won't spill, but I won't break on this. It's my secret.

"Maybe." I tease.

"So, there is something?"

"Leave it alone, there is nothing you need to worry about; The past is in the past."

I lay my head on his chest, curling deeper into his lap, avoiding talking about it anymore.

"That's fine Angel, you can keep it from me now, but I will find out what you are hiding from me." He growls before I feel him relax into the chair, dropping the subject for now, but my eyes close, knowing he will; he found out about my dancing, he will surely find this out if he asks the right people.

Which, those people are home, so I hope, it buys me time for him to forget this conversation.

Jax

I knew there was more to Macie that she's been hiding. Macie was never the girl to back down from a fight, she spoke her mind, and she had no problem standing up to anyone.

That all changed, and as I sit here and hold her in my arms, my mind bounces around, replaying the last few years. Nothing is sparking in my memories besides her father and Holly passing away.

This can't be about skating or her mother. Someone has hurt her, but Macie didn't really have a lot of boyfriends either. So, I have no idea where to even begin finding out what she is hiding.

I don't want her to keep living in the past, but I want the answer to this, I don't want her to hold back and hide secrets from me. Fuck, I just told her I love her. And I do, I mean it, she captured my heart when I was just a boy, and she never gave it back.

I never wanted a girl like I've wanted her, and there haven't been that many girls. None of which did anything to me like Macie has all these years without even trying or realizing. And now she's mine, she'll have to kill me to get rid of me, because I'm not going anywhere.

Both sitting here in silence, knowing she's shut down and you can pull her teeth, but she still won't talk, I look down and notice she has fallen asleep.

I stand with her in my arms and carry her to our room before laying her in bed and I lay beside her. And now I really can't fucking sleep, but I have to get some sleep, I have practice in a few hours, with the new team. I've got to be on my game tomorrow.

I can't fuck this up. Not just for myself, but for her.