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Finally, she looks up to me with glossy eyes. “How did I get so lucky with you?”

“So is that a yes?” I ask again, needing the confirmation because I’m a needy little fucker when it comes to her.

“Yeah, baby. That’s a hell yes.”

Chapter 58

Eli

“Why don’t we stay at your house tonight?” Logan asks when she spots my truck parked right outside her dorm.

“Really? You want to?”

“Yeah. We always sleep here when we spend the night together. Let’s change it up.”

I would love for her to stay at my house, in my bed, but I didn’t think she would want that again. Also, the last time she was at my house was the night we kissed for the first time, and I said those hurtful things to her. Plus it’s a party house, so I just assumed she’d prefer not to sleep there, even though it has been my home for the past four years.

“We don’t have to, though, if you don’t want to,” she adds when I don’t respond.

“Of course, I want you to stay over.” I bend down and brush my lips against hers.

“Good,” she says with a satisfied smile. “I’m just gonna go throw some things in a bag real quick.”

“You’re bringing a bag to my house? That sounds official. It’s almost as if you’re my girlfriend or something.”

“Or something,” she repeats with bright eyes. “I’ll be down in a minute. Can I shower when we get to your place?”

My dick twitches at her question. I can just picture her flawless naked body standing under the stream in my shower as the hot water glides over her golden skin. What I would give to be in there with her, cleaning off her sweaty body, touching every inch of her as the soap lathers between us.

“Baby?” she says, yanking me from my heavenly thoughts.

“Um...sorry. Yeah, you can shower at my house.”

When we pull up to the hockey house, I open the passenger door for her and swing her bag over my shoulder. I lace my fingers between hers as we walk up the sidewalk. Of course, Logan’s bag is tiny because she’s low maintenance and doesn’t want to intrude on my space. I know that’s what she’s thinking, but I wouldn’t mind if she brought a few more things over and left them here. That way, I’d always have a reminder that she’d be back for them—and for me.

I take a deep breath before opening the front door. I’m not nervous about Logan being here. I want her here, but there are always a lot of people in and out of this place. I’m just glad there’s no party here tonight. I don’t want her to feel overwhelmed.

Voices are getting louder as we near the living room.

“Hey boys,” I say as Logan and I stand in the entryway of the living room. Six of my teammates are sitting around playing video games and yelling at each other when we walk in. One of them pauses their game as they all turn to face us, and the room quiets. Most of them have wide eyes with shocked expressions when they look down at my hand and Logan’s hand intertwined together.

“Boys, this is Logan.” I nod towards my girl.

“Logan, this is Mikey, Cruz, Goody, Benny, our goalie, and you know Cam and Patrick.” I point to each of my teammates occupying the couches in front of the large screen TV. I’m aware that my voice deepened when I said Patrick’s name, but I can’t help it. I can’t fucking stand the guy.

“Hey Logan, how are you?” Cam asks with a genuine smile on his face. He’s a good guy, and I know he will make Logan feel comfortable even though she’s the only girl here right now.

“Hey Cali,” Patrick says with a devilish glint in his eye, as he keeps his stare on Logan.

I could fucking kill him.

“I’m good, Cam, good to see you,” she says. “Nice to meet you guys,” she adds to the rest of my teammates, ignoring Patrick’s greeting, which I fucking love.

I don’t miss the looks the boys share between each other or the wide eyes and gaping mouths they have as they stare at Logan.

Trust me, I’m aware she’s hot, but I will literally kick all of their asses if they don’t get it together.

Half of them seem mesmerized by my pretty girl, and the other half appear shocked that I brought a woman home to stay with me. Though, I don’t know why they’re so surprised that she’s here right now. They all saw her outside of the locker room at our game on Saturday. I know they did because they all gave me shit in the group text today, using words like ‘whipped’ and ‘pussy.’ I don’t care though, if they had a girl that made them feel like Logan does, they’d gladly be whipped for her too.

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