All Chapters of The Hockey Playboy's Plus Size Obsession : Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

**Mila** The flight back from Tampa felt longer than the one going down. I sat next to Jax again, pretending to read emails on my laptop while the team joked around up front. His knee pressed against mine under the blanket we shared, a secret touch that kept my heart racing the whole way. Every time I glanced over, his green eyes were on me, soft in a way that made my stomach flip. We landed in Boston late afternoon. The cold air hit different after Florida’s warmth. At the arena parking lot, we split up like always—him with the guys, me heading to my car. But my phone buzzed before I even started the engine. **Jax:** Come over later. Need to see you. I smiled at the screen, dimples popping even though no one could see. “Be there around eight,” I texted back. At home, Kira grilled me the second I walked in. “Spill, girl. You been glowing since this road trip. That goalie got you smiling like a fool?” “Shh, it’s complicated,” I said, grabbing a quick snack before heading to bake a

**Mila** The last night of the road stretch had us back at the Grand Majestic for one more stop before heading home. My body still carried the ache from all the stolen moments with Jax, but my heart felt full in a scary way. After the game win, the team scattered, and I slipped up to the rooftop terrace again, needing air. The city lights below looked extra pretty tonight, like they knew something was shifting. Jax showed up ten minutes later, his long hair loose and blowing in the warm breeze. He didn’t say anything at first, just walked over and pulled me into his chest. His heartbeat was steady under my ear. “Last night here,” he said low. “Feels different.” “Yeah.” I looked up at him, dimples showing even though nerves twisted in my belly. “We’ve been playing with fire this whole trip.” He took my hand and lifted it, guiding my finger toward the sky. “See that cluster up there? The Seven Sisters. Faint tonight, but they’re there. My dad taught me that when I was a kid back in

**Jax**I watched Mila from across the practice rink the next day, her bright yellow heels clicking on the concrete as she talked to one of the equipment guys. She had that clipboard in her hand, ponytail swinging, looking all professional and sunshine at the same time. After what she told me about Spencer yesterday, I expected her to still be pissed. But there she was, smiling like nothing happened.Later in the locker room, Miller was running his mouth. "Heard you helped that asshole Spencer with his contract shit. Why bother? Dude's a prick."Mila shrugged, stacking some papers. "His numbers were off. Fixed it quick. No big deal."I stayed quiet but something in my chest warmed up. Most people would've told Spencer to screw off after all the crap he gave her. Not Mila. She saw the mess and cleaned it up anyway. Smart. Kind without being weak. It hit different.After practice, I caught her in the hallway near the equipment room. "Hey. Got a minute?"She glanced around quick, then no

**Mila**I woke up in Jax’s bed the next morning with his heavy arm across my waist. His long hair was spread across the pillow, face relaxed in sleep. I slipped out quiet, heart still warm from last night but nervous about that box waiting at home. The old merch felt like a secret I wasn’t ready for him to see yet. Too embarrassing. Too much like admitting I’d crushed on him hard for years.I got dressed fast and kissed his forehead before leaving. “Work calls,” I whispered. He mumbled something and pulled me back for a sleepy kiss, but I slipped away smiling.At the agency, I shoved the box even deeper in my closet when I got home quick at lunch. Buried it behind shoes and old blankets. Out of sight. Then I headed back to work, yellow heels clicking like normal.Spencer was at it again by afternoon, leaning over my desk. “Kingston miss any more meetings yet? Or you got him on a leash now?”I ignored the jab and slid him another fixed document. “Here. Cleaned up that endorsement deal

**MILA'S POV**The frozen pond felt like our own little world. Snow fell soft around us, making everything quiet and pretty. Noah had left a few minutes ago, waving goodbye with a small smile on his face. Now it was just me and Jax on the ice. My legs still felt a little shaky from what we did against the boards, but in a good way.Jax skated over to me, his big body moving smooth like he was born on the ice. He grabbed my hands and pulled me closer. "You did good out here, sunshine. Didn't know you could move like that."I laughed, holding onto his arms for balance. "I told you I wasn't bad. Used to go to the rink a lot as a kid. Helped me forget stuff sometimes."He nodded, green eyes soft under the falling snow. "Keep away one more time?"We played easy, passing the puck back and forth. I stole it from him twice, laughing when he chased me. Then I slipped on a patch of rough ice. Jax caught me fast, arms wrapping around my waist, pulling my back tight to his chest."Got you," he sa