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“You’re a celebrity here!” I tell her and chuckle. “Quick! Show me a pic of your brother!”
She flips through her phone and hands it to me. “Yes, it’s safe here, the friends I have, I’ve made here. And everyone knows me and knows Luke, so they don’t dare mess with me.”
“Cutie!” Taking a closer look, furrowing my brows. He looks familiar. “Rose! I can’t believe it! Wait! Who’s the guy you hooked up with on the team?” I ask in a scandalous tone.
She nudges me. “Blake. He’s the defenseman they called out.” She takes the phone back and flips through a couple more before turning it back to me. I look and coo over him, too, but my heart is racing. The familiarity sinks in and I realize these two guys were with Eli the night I met him.
I put two and two together.
No way.
“Damn, who knew hockey players were so hot? You hear horror stories that they’re all missing teeth! I like his tattoos. What happened between you two?”
She shrugs. “It wasn’t really between us. Luke was not happyat allabout us hooking up. Little sister and all that. To him, I’m still seven years old and he feels he has to protect me at all costs.”
“I get it.”
Oh, my god. She has to know Eli. Does he play hockey too? He never mentioned it. In fact, none of them did.
“Rose, do you know-”
“Absolutely not. Zeke Stone is by far the better goalie. You live here. How can you even go against him?”
“Have you seen Nate Holden play? He’s started more games.”
“But Stones save percentage is .92%. It’s damn near perfect.”
“It’d be better if the guy would stop getting suspended from every other game. Zagari is carrying that team right now. It’s got nothing to do with Stone.”
We both turn at the outburst of the two guys next to us. “They’re arguing over your brother.” I nudge Rose and motion with my head.
“Theyalltalk about my brother. I only heard yelling. What are they saying?”
“That he’s carrying the team, not Zeke. Who’s that?”
“Zeke is their goalie and a complete asshole.”
I burst out laughing. “Sounds like you’ve had personal experience.”
“Not me. I wouldn’t go near him with your pussy.”
“Rose!”
“What! I’m serious. They call him the ‘Gangsta Goalie’. Loves to fight and fuck. The guy is a known playboy. Runs through women like water and makes no urge to hide it. He’s after puck bunnies only because any decent woman would run the other way.”
“What’s he look like? Do you have a picture of him?”
“I’m sure I’ve deleted every picture of him on my phone, but here, I’ll google him.” She types quickly, then turns the phone to me.
What I see almost has me falling from my seat. The man looking back at me in the picture is… “Eli!” I breathe out his name, grab the phone and hold it close. I zoom in on the picture.
“Honey, how do you know him?” She asks slowly, like she's afraid to hear my answer.
Shaking my head, I look up and take in her concerned look. “The night I was going to meet you here, I met Eli.”
“That’s Zeke.”
Looking back at the picture on the phone, I shake my head again. “No, he introduced himself as Eli.”
