Broken Ice: Alpha Omega Hockey: Florida by Vivancos Marina

Author:Vivancos, Marina
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-01-23T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

The weeks ticked by, and life was surprisingly normal.

The team won more than they lost, Beau contributing significantly, which had him pumped up most days. He hung out with the guys or Freddy. He hung out with Emilio more and more, spending the days at each other’s houses or at the beach.

Even his heats weren’t such a big deal anymore—Emilio had a key to his apartment now, and Beau had stopped feeling weird about texting him when his heat kicked off.

Emilio was consistently amazing during them. Ever since Beau had told him about his experience with Alex, Emilio barely let him go to the toilet alone, waiting by the door and crowding him back to the nest as soon as Beau was finished. From outside the heat, it seemed a little silly.

From the inside, it made Beau melt with affection.

The heats normally hit during the evening, just as Beau had warned.

Of course, it was as he was getting into a good routine that his body decided to fuck him over.

When the pain hit, he couldn’t quite believe it. It was the middle of the day. Beau had been about to leave the house to go to the rink.

They had a game in two hours.

“Fu-uuck,” Beau groaned, elongating the word until he couldn’t anymore.

He sent a text to the medics. Squeezed his phone in his sweaty hand.

Emilio couldn’t miss the game. Moose was out with an injury, and now that Beau was also incapacitated, knocking Emilio out of the lineup would decimate the entirety of the second line.

He debated not telling Emilio, but he could only imagine how that would go over.

Bracing himself for a frustrating conversation, Beau called him.

“Yeah?”

“Hey. Uh. So don’t freak out,” Beau started.

“Your heat hit? Now?” Emilio asked, already sounding stressed, the overprotective ass.

“Yes, but—”

Emilio interrupted them. “Fuck, okay. I don’t have any of my shit, fuck. I…I’m gonna grab some fruit from the kitchen here so quick, I can cut it up there—”

“Emilio, Emilio—stop!” Beau had to shout for Emilio to finally fall silent. “You need to play the game.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“Emilio. I’m fine,” Beau assured in his calmest I-promise-my-uterus-is-not-on-fire voice.

“You’re in pain, Beau, Jesus Christ,” Emilio growled.

“But I’m not in danger. The doctors have done all the tests. It’s just pain. Not even my cardiovascular system is being harmed. I’ve survived this before, and I can do it again, okay?”

“No. No, no—”

“Emilio—”

“It’s just a fucking game, Beau. It’s just a fucking game. So we lose this one—what, you think that’s going to make the difference between making it to the playoffs?”

Beau shook his head. “What if it keeps happening?”

“We’ll deal with it then!”

Beau couldn’t think, pain eating away at him.

He couldn’t let Emilio miss the game. Beau simply couldn’t let himself be that much of a disruption.

Couldn’t be such an Omega.

“Emilio, I’m telling you no. It’s my choice, not yours.”

Emilio made a shockingly loud noise, as if he’d screamed through his teeth. “Let me come over for a bit. Just until the game starts.

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