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My fiancée.

My mate.

“Will you marry me?” she shouted. And what did the little librarian do to tease me? She mouthed the word ‘wolfman.’

The hesitation was done on purpose. Everyone leaned in, holding their breath.

I skated back and forth, making her wait on purpose.

Then I body checked the border, reaching up and lifting her off her feet. “I thought you’d never ask.”

As I crushed my mouth over hers, I heard a collective gasp.

Then sighs.

Then chants.

“Savage. Savage. Savage.”

When I pulled away, she licked her lips. “Time to win a game, Wildman.”

“Only for you, babe. Only for you.”

Lily

“I still don’t know how you pulled off the win,” I told him as I typed a message after uploading the picture.

“Because I’m the best, baby.”

I threw him a look. He was grinning from ear to ear, tapping the steering wheel to the beat of whatever song he was playing. The man had the worst taste in music, but it was still adorable. “Four to three. Impressive. What I want to know is how did you calm Rocco down after the game? You even shook hands. Maybe more impressive than your slapshot at the buzzer.”

He snorted. “Slapshot?”

“I call it like I see it.” I glanced out the windshield. “Where are we going?”

“You’ll see. It’s a surprise.”

“Uh-huh.”

“I told Rocco if he didn’t calm his ass down, I’d expose him as the big, bad wolf.”

“You wouldn’t,” I said, laughing. He pulled into a parking lot. There were plenty of cars and it appeared he’d taken me to a fitness gym or something like it.

His grin remained. “Yes, I would.” He threw the gear into park, immediately cutting the engine.

“Well, I’d be careful since he’s going to be your new teammate.”

“No, he’s not.” He laughed as if I’d told the funniest joke.

The joke was on him.

Or maybe on me since I’d be forced to deal with all the heavy testosterone.

I shifted in my seat just and opened the door, climbing out, yet sticking my head in so I could see his face. “Yes, he is. I just might be privy to the new roster that’s top secret.”

“What are you talking about? The draft? That’s tomorrow.”

“Well, as the team’s new fulltime public relations director, the owner and coaches thought it prudent I knew what next season would be like.”