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Because the truth is…I already feel like she’s mine.

TWENTY-EIGHT

LUNA

“Look what I have for you?” I glance up from my laptop and see Sophia standing there with a ticket in her hand. “Max ditched us for a party, and Quinn already has plans to spend the night with your niece. My mom has Grayson, so that leaves you,” she grins, dropping the Bolts ticket on my desk and plopping down in the chair facing me.

“And what makes you think I would want to go?” I ask, sitting back in my chair.

“Because you are having hot sex with the goalie. Duh,” she says, rolling her eyes.

“We agreed to keep it casual. Doesn’t this cross some kind of line? I mean, if he wanted me at his games, wouldn’t he have asked me to come?”

The more time I spend with Cayden, the more confused I get. He says one thing, but the way he looks at me…the way he touches me, says something entirely different. It’s getting harder and harder to pretend that my feelings aren’t getting involved.

“Or he’s too afraid of what he might feel seeing your sexy ass in the stands,” she wags her dark eyebrows at me, and I stifle a laugh. “Oh, come on, Luna. It’s just a game. Not even Cayden can control who gets to go to his games. It’ll be fun. Savi will be there and so will Olivia.”

“Fine,” I sigh, shutting my laptop. “I could use the break tonight anyway. This recital coming up has me stressed to the max, and I need something to take my mind off it.”

“Yay!” She grins, standing up. “Now go home and put something sexy on. Trav and I will pick you up at six.”

“Sexy? It’s a hockey game,” I laugh.

“Yeah, but we’re taking you out for a couple of drinks afterwards, and besides,” she grins, her hand on the door, “that goalie of yours needs to know what he’ll be missing if he doesn’t step up and snatch you.” Her green eyes are full of sass as she waves goodbye and heads out.

Picking up the ticket, I tap it on my desk and stare at the Bolts logo. I would be lying if I wasn’t excited to see him play again. I’ve been watching every single one of his games at home, but it’s not the same as seeing him in person.

The truth is, I miss him. I haven’t seen him since the night we went out for ice cream. He’s been on the road most of the week, and I knew they were going straight into this home game tonight when they got back.

Maybe it will be good to surprise him. It’s not like I have any other exciting plans for a Friday night. My wine and romance book date can wait.

Shutting my laptop, I gather any work I can do from home. If I’m going to look presentable tonight, I need a shower and enough time to get ready.

I make it home in record time, and after a long, hot shower, I’m standing in my closet debating on what to wear.

I finally decide on a black jean skirt with a white crop top, and since Cayden kept looking at my boots last time, I throw those on for a little something extra. I eye his Bolts sweatshirt sitting on the chair by my bed and pick it up.

Bringing it to my nose, I inhale deeply. It still smells like him, and I haven’t been able to bring myself to wash it yet. He insisted I keep it when I tried to give it back to him after he walked me to my Jeep, and I’ve worn it more times this week than I care to admit.

Knowing the rink can get cold, I throw it over my head, tucking one side in slightly to make it more fashionable and to still see my skirt.

I smile in the mirror when I see the finished results. If we go out later for drinks, I can always take the hoodie off, but for now I like feeling him around me. Besides, I really like the guys on the team and want to show my support.

My phone dings, and I glance at Sophia’s text letting me know she and Travis are here.

Blowing out a breath, I take one glance in the mirror before heading out the door, already feeling my heart pick up speed the closer it gets to seeing him again.

“I’m so glad you came,” Savi smiles as she reaches over and hugs my arm. She looks as cute as can be, wearing Knox’s jersey with her big, round belly.

“I’m pretty sure Sophia wouldn’t have taken no for an answer,” I laugh, “but I’m glad I came too,” I smile. “This is only my second hockey game I’ve been to, but I’m starting to see what all the hype is about.”

“I’m completely biased because of my hot hockey husband, but it’s the best sport out there,” she grins before settling back in her seat.

I feel the energy shift immediately and turn to see Cayden stepping out on the ice for the pre-game warmup.

His dominating presence is hard to miss as his large frame hits the cold, hard surface, his body covered in gear, and his black helmet giving him an almost untouchable edge like a warrior stepping out onto a battlefield instead of the rink.

His face is completely hidden in the shadows from the rest of the world, except for the piercing green eyes that are locked onto the ice. Even at a distance, I can feel the control and armor he’s wearing tonight.