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“He said things. His voice—it was low and filthy.”Fuck Rilee—you’re gonna ruin me.

My skin heats just thinking about it.

Lexi smacks the table. “Iknewit! He looks like a soft boy, but the sweet ones always have a dirty side. Tell me he returned the favor?”

“He did.”Energetically. Enthusiastically.“And before you ask, yes he knew exactly what he was doing.” I rub my face. “This is maddening. I’m so attracted to him, but also kissing Graysonthe other day was like a full-body experience. And Hunter—Hunter—looks at me like I’m the reason he’s losing sleep.”

Lexi leans back, swirling her drink. “You’re in a spiral.”

“I’m in hell.”

“Same thing. But it’s ahothell. And I’m living for it.”

“Well, it’s over. I told Caleb it was a one-time thing.”

Lexi looks as disappointed as I feel.

Chapter Sixteen

Hunter

The ice is loud.

Blades cutting. Bodies slamming. Our bench barking like we’re already down three, even though it’s tied.

“Ward—move!” I snap, barely dodging a hit as I pass the puck off.

Caleb catches it clean. Doesn’t hesitate. Drives it down like he’s got rockets in his skates and fire in his chest.

The kid’s locked in tonight.

Me?

Not so much.

I miss my check. Get beat on a faceoff I usually win. My stick fumbles on a one-timer that should’ve beeneasy.

Coach’s voice rings in my ears.“Dial it in, Maddox. You’re late on everything.”

No shit.

I skate to the bench during a line change, chest heaving, and reach for a water bottle. The taste is metallic, or maybe it’s just me. I don’t even swallow it before spitting it out.

“Hey,” my teammate Luke says from behind his mask. “You good?”

“Fine.”

He doesn’t press. Just watches me like he already knows I’m lying.

I drag my eyes to the stands, like an idiot.

Like I don’t already know exactly where she is.

Rilee’s bundled in a fleece jacket, hair pulled into some kind of high ponytail. Her friend Lexi’s beside her, mid-snack.

But Rilee?

She’s watching the game.

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