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“He’s a good guy,” Riley says.

Hart walks up to me, gripping the back of my neck and pulling my head closer to his. “Fucking love you, Rivera.”

“What’s not to love?” I joke. “Was given an opportunity to shine a light and took it.”

“Who wants to play Jenga?” Riley cheers.

“You,” Leah grumbles. “You want to play Jenga, and no one here will say no.”

Riley grins at her. “Then let’s do this.”

Cody walks from Koa to me, pointing. “You.”

I point back at him. “You.”

Then he pulls me into a hug. “Seriously appreciate the endorsement.”

I step back and shake my head. “You didn’t need one. They came to watch you, and you didn’t disappoint.”

“Fuck man, I want this so bad.”

“Keep earning it, and you’ll always have it.”

“Damn right, I will.”

“Hey,” Riley says, throwing her arms around him. “You killed it out there.”

“Rough ride, but we got it done.”

Dean lifts his chin, beckoning me, and I walk over to join him, Leo, and Evan, who head to the couch.

I sit down next to Dean. “How’s the team looking this year?”

“We haven’t really had a practice yet, but I’m feeling confident. You all know just as much about Koa’s game as I do.”

“He’s pouting,” Evan whispers … loudly to Leo.

“The hell I am.” I laugh. “Just shooting facts.”

“You pissed I didn’t pull you out of here?” Dean asks before taking a drink.

The words I just said to Cody, the words my dad used more than congratulations after a win—keep earning it, and you’ll always have it—make me smile as I shake my head. “Not at all. You don’t know me as a player. The four of you were untouchable, so we didn’t really get a shot to prove how good we are here. But this year is all about taking shots. I’m good where I’m at. I earned my place when I was signed before I even came here; I’ll earn whatever comes my way.”

“Little double penetration tossed into that.” Dean nods toward Riley. “How’s that going?”

“She’s perfect.”

“She’s a lot.” Leo chuckles.

“She’s perfect.” I smile as she throws her hands in the air when the tower falls as Hart spews obscenities.

“You two serious?” Dean asks.

I turn and stare at him, saying nothing, because that’s a dumb as fuck question.

“Understood.” He nods. “So, this year goes as I know it will, and you light up the ice, if say, I could get you out of your current contract and pull you right to Brooklyn, with a fair contract, would you be able to leave that behind?” He nods to Riley.

Now I say nothing because shit just got real.

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