“Sorry,” I offered.

“So not sorry,” she mumbled under her breath as she cleaned up the mess.

“How is it that, when you decided to sleep with Drake the first time, I offered you brilliant advice, but when I decide to sleep with Luka, you give me a hard time?”

“Has hell finally frozen over?” she wondered aloud. “Is Aubrey Silver coming to little old me for advice about her sex life?”

“Oh, shut it,” I grumbled. “It’s not that crazy when you think about the fact that you’ve been getting it regularly from Drake for the last year while I’ve been on an extended dry spell.”

“Hell yes, she’s been getting it regular from me,” Drake muttered as he strolled into the kitchen.

“Well shit, this wasn’t a conversation I planned to have with you around,” I grumbled.

“That’s okay,” Drake said as he pulled Lexi close and nuzzled her neck. “Just pretend like I’m not here.”

“You aren’t exactly easy to ignore,” Lexi sighed.

“Well, then skip the conversation, let Aubrey go do whatever she needs to get done today, and come back to bed so I can make sure you get it from me again,” Drake said slyly and bit down on her neck with a growl.

Lexi stepped away from him and swatted at his shoulder. “Down, boy.”

“And this is why I didn’t move in with you guys,” I said, laughing at their antics.

“Ah, but just think—you probably would have gotten to know Luka much better before now if you had and your dry spell would already be over,” Drake pointed out.

“Shut up, Drake,” Lexi growled at him as I blushed. “You’re totally embarrassing Aubrey.”

“What?” he asked. “Was I supposed to pretend like I didn’t hear your whole conversation?”

I looked down at the floor, torn between the desire to die from either laughter or embarrassment. “That works me for me.”

“Go,” Lexi ordered as she pointed at the door. “You’re stuck on honey-do duties after that.” She handed him the shopping list from the fridge and shoved him towards the door.

He went along with it but stopped before leaving. “I get why you don’t want me to be part of this conversation, Aubrey, because it’s kind of awkward for me too. But for what it’s worth, I don’t think you need to worry about anything with Luka. Just give him the green flag and go along for the ride. Guys aren’t super complicated. He just wants you to say yes.”

“Drake—” Lexi spit out as she pointed at the door again.

“No,” I interrupted her. “Thanks, Drake. It is super awkward, but I appreciate your sharing a guy’s point of view with me.”

“Well, then I’ll leave you with one more word of wisdom. Lingerie,” he said as he walked out the door, shutting it quickly so Lexi didn’t slam it in his face.

“So, that was awkward,” Lexi sighed. “Sorry. I should have warned you that he was still here and has really good hearing.”

“Well, at least we know my advice to you last year when you went to his parents’ for Thanksgiving was good and he appreciated what I told you to pack,” I said in a feeble attempt to stop myself from thinking about what just happened.

“Oh, I had no doubts about that,” Lexi said dreamily.

“So what type of lingerie does one wear to a hockey game?” I asked.

“I’m not sure, but my guess is the sexy kind,” Lexi offered.

I could practically feel the wicked gleam that was shining from my eyes as I thought about what I would wear tonight. “Then I guess it’s a good thing that that’s the only kind I own.”

“Tonight’s the night for sure?” Lexi asked.

“Oh yes,” I agreed. “Tonight is definitely the night.”

****

By the time I made it to the hockey rink, I was incredibly turned on. I’d spent the last two hours thinking about the upcoming night and getting ready to blow Luka’s mind. I took extra time in the shower making sure I shaved all the important parts and then some. I massaged in my favorite Victoria’s Secret body lotion so my skin was super soft and smelled sexy. I repainted my toes with another coat of the bright-red polish I’d used last and decided to do my fingernails in the same color. I’d caught Luka staring at my toes this morning, so I thought he liked it. And that he’d like it even more when my nails ran across his skin and my hand wrapped around my cock. Guys were visual creatures, and I wanted to send him into sensory overload tonight. I was dying to make him lose control.