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Even though my thoughts drifted into another wicked zone all over again. His naked body on display. His thick cocks… I mean cock, singular. He didn’t have two cocks.
But what if he did?
Oh, that was crazy. What about being seen in a locker room? Now at least I knew the entire thing was ridiculous. Histeammates would have screamed to high heaven if the reports were true. Right?
You need to think clearly. You’re saving his career.
That might be true, but it was obvious the man was trying to break me.
That wasn’t going to happen.
Arrogant bastard.
If he wanted to play, this girl could play. Only I doubted he’d like my rules.
CHAPTER 9
Saint
Mate.
My mate.
The words had played in my mind several times. Although nothing more than a husky whisper, enough that my head throbbed. Lily had stood there with a nervous energy that I’d found quirky at first, but by minute five, her quirks had become adorable. She was a vision of beauty, breathtaking in a way I hadn’t expected.
Although I don’t know what I’d anticipated. Being fixed up like some dating game wasn’t my idea of a good time and I’d had no need to play. Women were easy to come by. On any given night, I could have one or more. That just wasn’t my style. Maybe that’s why I hadn’t taken one of the puck bunnies up on their salacious offers over the last several months.
I’d been bored to death with the offerings.
No, that wasn’t it.
The craziest thing of all was not just that she was human, and mating with one was unheard of no matter what my father had told me, but that I’d smelled her desire. Not a typical desire, but something that had shocked her, an uncontrollable urge to feed the hunger in a way she couldn’t understand.
I’d felt the very same thing.
That was dangerous to my career.
Hell, that was dangerous to my love life. Who was I kidding? Settling down wasn’t going to happen. That meant if by some crazy chance she was my mate, I’d need to fight the urge to protect her. This was such a bad idea.
I scrubbed my jaw as I climbed from my truck. As soon as I did, I scanned the area, searching for signs of another human. There were a few cars in the parking lot, which surprised me. Granted, it was springtime in Chicago. Between the budding trees and beginning of pollen as well as the awakening of various animals and mating of birds, the scents were overpowering. I could understand the need to practice sensible hunting.
That’s not why I was here.
I needed to get the scintillating blonde off my mind. If not, there was no telling what I’d do to her.
After locking the truck, I headed to the men’s locker rooms located on the outskirts of the property. They were state of the art, rivaling those inside the stadium. Complete with showers, a weightroom and boxing arena, a sauna and pool, and even a coffee shop, a wolf could spend a couple of hours burning offsteam, shower, grab a refreshment, and be back to work in a flash.
I headed to my locker, pressing in the combination. As soon as I opened the door, I noticed a familiar face.
“Jacob. Good to see you, man. It’s been a long time.” I threw out my hand for a shake. His was covered in mud from recent rains. He’d obviously just returned from foraging the forest. He looked relaxed and at peace with himself.
Hell, even his complexion was much better than the last time I’d seen him.
“Jesus, Saint. I thought you forgot about your old running pack.”
I laughed as he pumped my arm up and down. “Nah. Just busy. What have you been up to?”
I yanked off my shirt, tossing it into my locker.
