"Goodness, never?" I reply, more than a little surprised.

Except, I suppose it makes sense. Jack's first love is hockey; I've known that for as long as I've known him. He's probably always been too busy to think much about sex at all even if something like that is a little difficult for me to comprehend.

I can feel my face go warm at his breathy admission and I bite back a grin. "Are you sayin' I get you all hot and bothered?" I ask him, dancing my fingers across his collarbone playfully. "You know, you can, uhm. If the distraction is ever too much, you can just come to me. I bet whatever you've got in your mind is something I'd be interested in."