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Real handholding kind of thing.

Even his fingers were big and strong.

The parking lot was quiet.

Even when we entered the building, it was quiet.

For a moment, I wasn’t sure what the deal was and why he needed me next to him.

Then he made the turn toward the locker room and opened the door.

Inside waited a large group of reporters.

I gasped when I saw them all standing there.

As soon as they saw us, it felt like a swarm of pissed off bees looking to attack someone who knocked the nest down.

My entire body tensed up.

A little bit of claustrophobia hit me.

From the corner of my right eye I saw the other hockey players.

Henry, Sebastian, Rome, Joe, and Jago.

The voices of everyone came and went in waves.

Questions on top of one another.

Everyone starting to yell over each other.

I heard the wordspregnancy, arrested, bar fight, baby, bailed out, date… and even the wordmarriage.

That snapped me out of my trance.

Someone had their phone inches from my face.

Someone else bumped into that person and the phone hit my cheek.

I clung tighter to Atlas.

With one swipe of his hand, he stole the person’s phone and squeezed it.

“I don’t know who you think you’re dealing with right now,” Atlas’s voice bellowed. “I’m not some celebrity. So step back out of my face right now. Step back from my pregnant… from Hazel.”

He squeezed his fingers against the screen of the phone and it cracked with ease.

He tossed it to the floor.

“I had a minor altercation last night,” Atlas said. “The police felt it best to get me out of the situation, which they did. Hazel then came to pick me up and we went home together. That’s all you need to know. There’s no charges. Nothing comes of this. I’ve personally apologized to Ellen Verwert, her husband, her family, and to the entireSola Empireorganization. As far as my personal business with Hazel…” Atlas put his left hand on my stomach. “She’s pregnant with my child. And it’s our life together. Not yours. So unless you want to talk about hockey now, get out of the locker room and get out of my face. And don’t even think about talking to Hazel or else a broken phone will be the least of your worries.”

And with that said, everyone casually worked their way out of the locker room.

“Feel free to print or share anything I just said!” Atlas called out.

The rest of the guys all began to applaud Atlas for the way he handled the situation.

He looked at me.

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