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“Why be a goalie?”

“You have to be smart,” Maverick said. “You have to focus. You can’t let shit get into your head and mess with you. Plus, I get to show off a little.”

“You’re not the showoff type. You’re too quiet and cerebral.”

“So, you’ve painted a picture of me in your head already?”

“I’ve spent enough time with you to do that,” I said.

“So, tell me about the confidence thing, sweetie.”

I rolled my eyes. “Do you really think my dream has been to take pictures for a hockey team? To have my father looking over my shoulder at everything I do? Constantly pushing me to get what he callsa real job?”

“He says that to you?” Maverick asked. “That’s messed up, Madison. You’ve got real talent. Right here. These pictures are-”

“Forget I said anything,” I said. “This is why I didn’t want to talk. Dammit, Mav!”

I turned and started to leave the bed.

Maverick quickly put his arms around me and hugged me.

It was a flirty move, but way too serious of a move for what we were.

The entire moment then froze.

Maverick’s strong arms around me.

My eyes wide.

The fact that I secretly liked this…

Before both of us could say something, Maverick’s phone began to go off.

He released the perfect hug and rolled away to take the call.

“It’s Lay on video,” Maverick said.

I looked back and watched him accept the video call.

“Mav!” I growled.

He looked at me and realized his mistake.

“Oh, fuck,” he said.

“Oh, fuck, what?” Lay’s voice called out.

“I can’t talk right now,” Maverick said as he held the phone perfectly flat so the only thing Lay could see was my ceiling.

I casually slid from my own bed to my knees, ready to hide under it if need be.

This was insanity.

“Where’s your face?” Lay asked. “I’m out with Reid and Matias. Where are you at, man?”

“Why won’t he look at us?” Reid asked.

“All we see is a ceiling,” Matias asked.

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