Owned on the Ice M/M Romance
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His eyes widened slightly, his words faltered, and the hand still holding his phone lowered as his throat worked in a hard swallow.
Lukas turned, smirk tugging at his mouth. “What’s wrong, doc?”
Aiden blinked quickly, trying to play it cool as he straightened. “Nothing. Just… why don’t you have any boxers on?” he asked, tone forcedly casual.
Lukas grinned, leaning his weight onto one hip. “Half the guys in the league go commando under their gear. Less chafing, better ventilation, fewer seams digging in when you’re skating for hours.” He shrugged. “Some of us just prefer the freedom.”