Page 177 of Sin Bin

Meadow laughed softly, warmth flooding her cheeks.

“I’d better get going before I miss my flight,” Thiago could be heard saying. He gave Logan a backslapping hug and patted him fondly on the cheek, then winked at his teammates. “Good luck in the playoffs, gentlemen. Get that Cup.”

“Thanks, Thiago,” the guys said warmly. “Great meeting you.”

Logan and Meadow walked Thiago outside, where a driver stood by the back door of a Rolls-Royce Phantom. Thiago shook hands with Logan and hugged Meadow before climbing into the backseat.

As the Phantom started to move, he buzzed down his window and smiled at them. “You two should come visit me and my family in Buenos Aires. We’ll show you a good time.” He winked. “And I’ll be expecting an invitation to the wedding.”

They laughed shyly and stood waving at the departing vehicle like an old married couple. Then Logan cupped Meadow’s face and kissed her breathless, smiling into her eyes as he whispered fervently, “You’re absolutely amazing, you know that?”

She grinned up at him. “You’re just now figuring that out?”

He laughed, kissed her forehead and gave her a long hug. She was still melting when they went back inside, where Logan endured some good-natured razzing from his teammates before they headed out to enjoy the day.

The guys had rented some military-looking luxury wagon that could accommodate all five couples. It was huge and rugged, perfect for a cross-country adventure. As soon as it was delivered to the hotel, Reid, Viggo, Logan and Dubinski started jockeying for the right to drive. After some back and forth, Reid pulled rank as the team’s alternate captain. While the others grumbled and groaned, Nadia gave her man a congratulatory kiss.

After hopping into the supersized SUV, they left the gridlocked Strip and hit the interstate. When the guys started hooting and hollering, Bianca grinned and shook her head at the girls. “Your white boys are crazy.”

“I know!” Scarlett laughed. “And I love it!”

They met up with Hunter and Dmitri at the speedway, where they spent the next two hours racing exotic supercars around the track. Strapped into the passenger seat of a turbocharged Ferrari, Meadow screamed with exhilaration as Logan sent them flying around the desert racecourse, expertly weaving in and out of gravity-defying twists and turns.

Bianca and Jess called it quits after five laps and headed inside the lounge to settle their nerves with alcohol. Meadow and Nadia joined them after braving five more adrenaline-packed laps. Only Scarlett continued racing with the guys.

“Boys and their toys,” Jess joked, sipping her drink. “I don’t understand why coming here was such a big deal. With the exception of Nelson, all of them have those same sports cars in their garages at home. They can drive a Lamborghini, Ferrari, Porsche or Audi anytime they want.”

Meadow grinned. “Yeah, but how often can they race around at top speeds without getting pulled over?”

The others laughed. “True.”

“Oh, I’m definitely not complaining,” Jess asserted with sparkling eyes. “This is the most fun I’ve ever had with a bunch of guys. These Rebels are a fucking blast.”

“They sure are.” Bianca picked up her drink. “I just hope I can survive a whole day of their crazy-white-boy adventures.”

This drew a fresh round of laughter.

Next they went indoor skydiving, which was another amazing experience. Half the group—Meadow, Nadia, Jess, Bianca and Nelson—had never been skydiving before, so they were understandably nervous at first. Once they got their bearings, they thoroughly enjoyed the exhilaration of floating on a column of air while a massive fan blasted them with high winds, giving them the thrill of freefalling without jumping out of an airplane.

Scarlett and the guys were flipping, spinning and tumbling through the air like the experienced skydivers they were. Every time Logan grinned at Meadow or took her hand, her stomach did even crazier somersaults. It didn’t hurt that he looked hot in his skydiving jumpsuit.

When their flight ended, everyone left the wind tunnel and pulled off their helmets. Logan and his teammates ran their fingers through their tousled hair, looking like hotshot fighter pilots as they sauntered along together. A woman squealed loudly and pointed them out to other customers. Before the guys knew it, they were mobbed by excited hockey fans.

As they were leaving the facility twenty minutes later, Viggo slung his arm around Scarlett’s shoulders and announced to the group, “Next time we’ll go skydiving for real.”

“Yeah, baby!” Scarlett whooped excitedly.

“Sounds good,” Nadia agreed, earning a kiss from Reid.

“I’m down,” Meadow said, smiling as Logan nuzzled her ear.

“Just say when,” Jess enthused, winking at Dubinski.

All eyes turned to Nelson and Bianca.

“I’m up for it,” Nelson said with an easy smile.

Bianca sniffed and patted her hair. “Let me check my calendar and get back to y’all.”

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