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Seventeen

Me

Good Game, 2!

Nate

Thanks BB. That last touchdown was for you.

Me

Well, I won’t tell Jack. I saw them after the game, and they were still so hyped up over you tossing them the ball when you scored. You made it so special for them.

Nate

Their excitement was motivation for me. I loved seeing them all so happy.

Nate

And you too, don’t think I missed you jumping up and down after I scored.

Me

Chill… I ride hard for my Wolves. Don’t flatter yourself.

Nate

Please refrain from using “ride hard” in a text to me. I’m not a strong enough man for that.

Me

Remember, I love to torture you.

Nate

Oh, don’t I know it, baby.

Nate

Speaking of, I was looking for you after the game, but the guys said you and the girls headed back to get ready.

Me

Yeah, we’re going to Alchemy tonight. You going?

Nate

I am now.

“Ifeel like I’m going to have to cut someone’s dick off tonight with the way these guys are looking at you two,” Darby says loudly as we walk past a group of men who shamelessly check us out.

“We want to make ’em sweat. Especially a few in particular,” Bellamy says, bumping her hip into mine. We’re both wearing strapless body con dresses. She paired hers with short cowgirl boots that fit her vibe perfectly. Of course, I went for comfort in my Air Force Shadows, adding a little height to my small frame.

Raising my eyebrow at her, I ask, “Something you want to share with the audience? Who are you trying to make sweat?”

She playfully rolls her eyes. “Every single one of them, babe.”

But somehow, I think she has a brown-eyed, hockey-playing cowboy in mind.

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