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And I’d been surrounded by pretty people for years.
But not like that.
How had I not heard about this guy before? His name should have been all over L.A.?
He had lifted his helmet, revealing a mess of brown hair, tousled in a way that looked more like he’d just rolled around in bed after a hot night of sex rather than played a period of a hockey game with a helmet on. He had a sharp jawline and intense blue eyes that seemed to pierce right through me.
But it was more than his looks that was getting me. He also had some kind of undeniable magnetism, an allure that was holding me captive.
I couldn't help but stare, enchanted by his beauty, as if he were a work of art on display for my eyes only.
And then…he blew me a kiss.
A fucking kiss. One that had fans squealing all around me.
I was immediately jealous of them seeing it. An insane part of me wanted to snatch it out of the air so that no one else could claim it for themselves.
I wanted to keep it for myself, like a dragon hoarding its jewels.
For the second time today, I wondered if I had actually gone crazy.
I glared at him for drawing attention to me…even though it was my own fault…and then I yanked my gaze away, pretending to stare disinterestedly at the banners hanging in the rafters of the arena.
“Wow,” Maddie whispered, elbowing me in the gut.
I grunted and shot her a look.
“I feel like I need a smoke after watching that interaction,” she commented with a smug grin, her eyebrows rising and falling lecherously.
“He was just egging me on,” I told her, but it felt like I could still feel his gaze. Like he was tracing the lines of my body, doing something to me that I wasn’t going to come back from.
It was official. I’d been without human companionship really for so long, that I was creating something that couldn’t possibly exist.
That was all it was.
Out of the corner of my eye, I watched the goalie skate towards his bench. He stopped to talk to someone in a Cobras polo for a minute and then he disappeared from sight for the period break.
Had they been looking over here?
Surely not.
What if he was trying to get me removed from the game for yelling at him?
No…I wasn’t yelling anything that anyone else wasn’t.
I was pretty sure that was how sports events went.
“Too bad he’s going to be on the other side for the next period,” Maddie commented, still watching me closely like she could see the crazy thoughts in my head.
“Mmmh,” I muttered non-committedly.
Her answering grin was honestly a little feral.
I ignored her and happily glanced around the arena. I hadn’t had fun like this in…forever. The thrill of being out in the open, surrounded by the anonymity of the crowd…it was like a breath of fresh air. For once, I was simply blending in. I loved it.
The game proceeded on and as the clock wound down, I was feeling pretty bad for Harley. He’d played a great game, but L.A. was just better.
I was also feeling a strange sense of sadness about leaving.
