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Really, it’s not unlikely that Luke will see me. Because I’m in the front row.

Right against the glass.

Near center ice.

Sitting in the seat next to the penalty box.

Literally next to the penalty box.

So, no matter what, I’ll get some close-up looks at these hot-ass hockey players.

Chapter 36

Luke

Princess is here tonight.

Somewhere in the stands. Attending her first pro hockey game.

She’s here for me.

Cheering for me.

I need to give her something to shout about.

And then later, I’ll have her shouting for different reasons.

“Let’s fucking go.” Zach Hunt shoves his shoulder into mine as we skate onto the ice.

Let’s fucking go.

A ref blows the whistle and the game starts.

Chapter 37

Natalie

This is fucking nuts.

They’re so fast.

I never realized how fast they move on the ice. Television does not do this game justice.

My fingers twist together nervously as I lean forward in my seat, watching the action unfold right in front of me.

A Sleet player takes a shot, but it gets deflected, and then one of the Vegas players steals control of the puck.

He breaks away back down the ice toward the Sleet goal.

The goalie, something LeBlanc, centers himself, bending his knees so he’s lowered and covering as much of the net as possible.

How they move so quickly in all that gear, I’ll never understand.

The arena gets to their feet.

The crowd is screaming, hoping for their player to score.

I’m on my feet too, hands pressed together in front of my chest, hoping our guy stops him.

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