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“Right. Like that’ll sway them. I’ll see what I can do. What else?”
“You’re going to make a stop for me on the way.”
She chuckled. “I can feel your wicked wheels turning. Tell me what you need, 007. I’m your gal Friday.”
I only prayed they weren’t turning in the wrong direction.
After giving her a list, I debated breaking the law.
What the hell. I was in way over my head in every aspect of my life. Now I had to prove my love to a wolf shifter. Might as well go out with a bang.
With my hands firmly planted on the steering wheel, I jerked it to the right.
And drove like a bat out of hell on the shoulder toward the exit.
The police could arrest me if they wanted.
Then my furry fiancé would come knocking on their door.
Just like the big, bad wolf.
CHAPTER 35
Lily
Fuckety fuck.
My life sucked.
“Did I make it?” I groaned, hating how water from the rain was squishing in my shoes. “Please tell me the game isn’t over.”
“Might as well be,” Steven grumbled.
“My God. There you are. I didn’t think you were going to make it,” Vicky moaned as soon as I burst into the suite. “Are you okay? You look like shit. You’re out of breath and did you fall in a mud puddle?”
My nose twitched and after sneezing, I wiped my face, holding my hand out. Yep. I’d fallen face first into a mud puddle when I’d been running from the only parking spot within miles I’d been able to find. So much for VIP parking. There’d been no time to deal with the tailgaters drinking themselves into oblivion whileblocking the special section with their hotdog carts and cotton candy machines.
What was worse than jogging two miles in the rain then falling into a mud puddle?
The tailgaters dressed up in werewolf costumes.
The legend lived on.
Panting, I scanned the suite before staring at the scoreboard 3-1 with the Denver Devils in the lead. This wasn’t happening. We couldn’t lose. The fans were going nuts. I’d barely made it to the suite without accidentally getting in the middle of two separate fist fights.
The crowd would destroy the arena if they lost.
Saint’s parents were glaring at me as if I was the bad seed. At least Steven rose to his feet, ignoring his parents as he sauntered closer.
“Please tell me Saint scored the single point,” I said absently. I wasn’t certain it would matter given the current score and the fact there was one period left.
“Nope,” Steven tossed out while studying me with a strange light in his eyes. I had to remind myself he was a wolf as well. “You back with your ex?”
“Fuck, no. I mean heck, no.” I moved in between the group. “But my ex is out to sabotage the game. I need your help. Everyone here because I’m running out of time. The shithead ex is also trying to ruin Saint’s life, which means ruining my life. I can’t allow that to happen.” My exasperation showed.
Charlotte rose to her feet, searching my eyes. “Do you love my son or is what they’re saying true, that this was just a job?”
Saint’s father was begging me with his eyes not to say anything. He didn’t need to worry. His secret was safe with me. “I love your son more than anything in this world.”
