Love on Ice

Chapter 45 - James

A knock at the door snaps me from my game plans.

"Come in," I shout.

The door opens and Olivia shuffles inside, "Hey."

"Hi," I smile at her, the perfect distraction from these game plays.

I push my files to the side and stand up, walking around the desk to greet her.

I pull her into my arms and kiss her deeply.

"James," she mumbles, pulling her lips away from mine.

I instantly frown at the loss.

"Yes?" I ask.

"We're at work, you can't be kissing me like that, what if someone saw?" she giggles, trying to wiggle out of my grasp.

"Sorry, but I couldn't help myself," I smile down at her, "I missed you."

"I missed you two," she smiles back, moving up to on her toes and clasping her hands behind my neck.

She pulls me down and crashes her lips onto mine.

Now who can't help themselves.

Our kisses are intense, desperate.

Like we're always trying to get a little bit more from it.

Like we're not close enough already.

Her lips mould into mine and she opens her mouth slightly, inviting me in.

I swipe my tongue over hers and she moans into my mouth.

The blood instantly rushes south in my body.

I glide her backwards, her back hits the door and I turn the lock.

The blinds are shut so I know that no one will see.

Her fingers are busy working at the back of my neck, grasping my hair lightly.

I pull my lips away and trail them down her neck.

Her breathing is deep.

I move my hands and grasp her thighs, lifting her up.

She instantly wraps her legs around my waist.

I push forward, letting her feel me, and she lets out another a deep moan.

"That noise Olivia," I grumble into her neck.

She drops her head into the crease of my neck and plants wet kisses there.

"Damit Olivia."

She lifts her head up and pulls my face back to meet hers.

Our lips instantly finding each other's.

She grasps my bottom lip between her teeth, biting down.

As soon as she's done, she kisses the slight sting away before shoving her tongue back in my mouth.

I've never seen her kiss me so forcefully, with such intensity.

As much as I'm loving this, I can't help but think where we are and who could come knocking on my door any minute.

The last thing I need is to add to the boys gossiping.

I pull back, reluctantly.

"Sorry," I mumble.

"Don't be," she whispers.

Her cheeks are flushed and her lips plump and rosy.

I place her back on the floor and let her regain her balance, she clears her throat, "I just wanted to ask you something, do you have a minute?".

"Of course, what can I do for you," I ask, moving back behind my desk and taking a seat, adjusting myself into a more comfortable position.

She pats down her hair and regains control of her breathing.

"How did you find out about the accident?" she asks, getting straight to the point, taking a seat opposite me.

Shit.

"Erm, why do you ask?" I ask.

She looks at me knowingly, "did you look into my background?".

I shift uncomfortably in my seat, "how did you find out?".

She sighs, "I thought you spoke to Megs, that's why I let it go when you said you knew, I understand why you did what you did James, but isn't that a breach of privacy?".

"Would it have made a difference if I told you how I found the information out?" I ask.

She crosses her arms, "will you stop answering my questions with more questions."

"Fine, yes I did look into your background, when you passed out, I went into work and dug up police and hospital reports," I sigh.

She glances at the window to the arena.

"I'm sorry Liv, I shouldn't have done that and I'm sorry I didn't tell you straight away," I reply.

She glances back at me, "I'll let it go because I understand why you did it, but I want us to make a promise to each other."

I nod.

"No more secrets."

I smile at her, "deal."

She stands and holds her hand out implying we shake on it.

I stand as well and grasp my hand in it, she shakes it firmly, "deal."

I glance at my watch.

"Right, come on."

We both make out and down towards the arena, ready for practice.