Page 22 of The Sniper


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All of his hard work, sacrifice, and determination have led to this moment.

The skinny kid who told everyone who listened that he would be a hockey superstar has become one. I’m so proud of him that it brings tears to my eyes.

A tear leaks out and slides down my cheek as I watch him sign his name.

He’s a Hyena now.

“Welcome to the team,” Van Morgan says, grabbing his hand in a firm handshake. “I’m so happy to have you both in San Antonio.”

I gulp as I force out a smile. What is he going to do when he finds out our engagement is a sham? When Sebastian moves to San Antonio and I’m stuck in Shakings, Colorado?

What am I going to do when I’m left behind?

I push that sad horrible thought out of my head and focus on the happy moment.

“See that empty shelf over the fireplace?” Van Morgan asks, pointing at it. “That’s for the Hyena’s first Stoney Cup.”

“You’re going to need a lot more shelves,” I say with a laugh. “Now that you have the great Sebastian Kemp on your team!”

We celebrate a little more and then Van Morgan excuses himself to get back to his guests at the party.

“If there’s anything you’d like, please let me know,” he says when we’re outside his office. “You’re both family now.”

“There is one thing,” I say, embarrassed to ask, but I know I’d regret it forever if I didn’t.

“What is it?”

“Can I see your closet?”

Van Morgan laughs. “That’s a new one!”

“She’s in the luxury closet business,” Sebastian explains. “She always insists on looking at everyone’s closets. It’s an occupational hazard with her.”

“Fifth door on the left,” Van Morgan says with a laugh. “Help yourself.”

I’m giddy with excitement as he walks away, still chuckling to himself.

Sebastian turns to me with wide eyes and a huge smile once Van Morgan disappears down the stairs. “I’m on the team!”

“Congratulations!” I say, trying to stay upbeat and happy.

Inside, my heart is breaking. This is over. He signed the contract. There’s no need for us to pretend any longer.

He’s going to move to San Antonio and become a huge international star, and I’m… not.

I’m going to be stuck in our tiny hometown, hoping I can see him at Christmas or whenever he returns to visit his mom.

It’s over.

I gasp as he cups my cheeks and pulls my mouth in for a warm kiss.

Or, maybe not…

Chapter Ten

Sebastian

My heart is racing as I stand in Brantley Van Morgan’s closet, watching Alina freak out at the luxurious custom shelving and automated tie rack.

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