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I don’t pull away.
I’m thirty-two. I’m not a virgin. And yet, this feels like the first time I’ve ever flirted with a man.
But maybe that’s it.
I’ve never flirted with amanbefore.
Boys, sure. But not someone like this.
Luke’s bicep presses against mine, reminding me that he’s shirtless and reminding me how he looked with that T-shirt plastered against his chest this morning.
I focus on sounding unaffected. “This part of your vacation training schedule? Taxiing resort guests through the surf?”
“Not all the guests. Just the careless ones who get too close to the deep parts.”
“How very Mother Hen of you.” I tease him.
“Hey, now. Caution is cool.”
I snort another laugh.
Luke slows, and when I straighten my legs, sand brushes the tips of my toes.
As he unhooks his arm from mine, I take in the flower tattooed on the back of his hand.
Luke’s shoulders lift a few inches above the water as he stands in front of me.
I nod toward the hand that has disappeared by his side. “What does the flower mean?”
He shakes his head. “It means Ash is an asshole.”
My mouth opens, then closes. “I don’t know what that means.”
“Ash is my goalie. Sebastian LeBlanc.” He lifts a brow. “Ever heard of him?”
I shake my head. “Sorry, I don’t know many hockey players by name.”
He doesn’t look offended. “But you know the Sleet.”
“I know enough to know that you’re our biggest rival.”
He clicks his tongue. “Don’t sayour, Princess. You just said you live in Naperville, not Chicago, remember? Sleet’s your team now.”
Sleet’s your team now.
Why is that hot?
I swallow. “I’m not sure that’s how that works.”
His rich brown eyes stare into mine, and I feel them everywhere.
I swallow and tip my head toward him. “So, your goalie tattooed your hand?”
“Huh? Oh, no. But the prick is responsible.” Luke gives an exaggerated sigh, like I asked him to elaborate, even though I didn’t. “It was because of a bet.”
“A bet?”
“Yeah. We got a little bored after last season and ended up doing a series of bets. Which, according to his wife and my mother, got out of hand.”
