Summary:

Not for the next two fucking years, when everything they played a game in Montreal, Ilya was fucking salivating at his phone. Probably hoping this girl would just fucking invite him over already. Cliff is certain he failed every time because he was Ilya’s roommate, and they would either end up in bed alone at the end of the night or kick each other out for a little while. Cliff has got to give it to the Montreal Girl. Two years is a long time to keep a professional hockey player wrapped around your finger with no sex. So, two years later, Cliff finally brings it up again.