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Probably rip this town apart until I find them and beat him to a bloody pulp.
Fuck.
I drag a hand through my hair.
“There’s someone I need to talk to. I’ll catch you later.”
And then I’m gone, pushing and shoving my way through the crowd. A few people call out my name, trying to catch my attention, but I ignore them.
I’m solely focused on Carina.
With the exception of the dick who’s touching what belongs to me.
I wince. That thought is almost enough to stop me in my proverbial tracks.
But not quite.
As soon as I reach her side, I slip an arm around Carina and pull her close. I glare at the guy before reaching for his hand and tugging the thick strand free.
How dare he fucking touch her?
He blinks in surprise before his attention settles on me.
I give him a chin lift in greeting. It takes every ounce of self-control not to bare my teeth like a wild animal.
“What’s up?” The question comes out sounding way more chill than I’m currently feeling.
“Ahh…nothing.”
He’s right about that. Absolutely nothing is going to happen here.
Eyes widening, he peers more closely at me before nearly shouting, “You’re Ford Hamilton!”
My muscles loosen at the blatant hero worship that lights up his face. “Yup.”
“You had one hell of a game last week! Didn’t you score a hat trick?”
“Actually, it was just two goals,” I correct modestly.
“That last one was sick! The way you deked out that defenseman and then hit the five hole.” He shakes his head as if mentally reliving the play. “That shot won the game.”
He’s not wrong. That point was a tie breaker.
A slow smile curves my lips. Especially when I see the frown that morphs across Carina’s face. He doesn’t stop there either. He gives me an in-depth analysis of the last three games along with my stats and highlights. I should hire this guy for PR. He makes me sound fucking amazing.
Except…the more this guy gushes, the more irritated Carina gets. Her body has turned stiff as a board, which is a real contrast to how she felt lying beneath me the other night.
Unable to help myself, I turn my face just enough to catch a whiff of her floral scented hair before whispering, “Are you getting all this? Told you I was impressive.”
“Please,” she says with a grunt, attempting to untangle herself from my embrace. “You probably paid him to sing your praises.”
My grip intensifies. If she thinks I’m going to release her now that I finally got my hands on her again, she couldn’t be more wrong.
The look in her eyes confirms exactly what I suspected all along.
She’s on the prowl.
Yeah, there’s zero chance of that happening. I’ll cockblock the shit out of her all night if I have to.
