Page 17 of Sin Bin

Meadow felt her face grow warm when his teammates suddenly shifted their attention to her. Their eyes were so strikingly intense, it was like getting caught in three supercharged laser beams. They were ridiculously good-looking. She wasn’t even a hockey fan and even she was starstruck.

Hunter smiled slowly. “Why don’t you introduce us to your lovely friend, Logan?”

Logan shifted closer to Meadow. Close enough for his muscled arm to brush her side and set off another chain reaction of tingles. “Jupiter, I’d like you to meet Hunter, Reid and Viggo. Fellas, say hello to Jup— er, Meadow.”

She smiled at his teammates. “Nice to meet you all.”

“Likewise,” they chorused, shaking her hand in turn.

“Jupiter?” Hunter queried with an amused quirk of his brow.

Meadow laughed. “Logan used to call me that because I loved astronomy.” She gave him a sideways grin. “Up until a moment ago, I wasn’t even sure he remembered my real name.”

The guys chuckled.

“So how do you two know each other?” Hunter asked curiously.

Logan smiled down at Meadow. “We met at a group home when we were kids.”

“Is that right?” Hunter exchanged a look with Reid and Viggo. It was an “aha” look, like a mystery had just been solved.

Logan suddenly appeared uncomfortable. “You guys heading out?”

“Yeah,” Reid answered first. “Nadia’s on her way back from the fundraiser. I told her I’d be home soon.”

“And Scarlett’s show just ended,” Viggo drawled, “so I’m swinging by the club to pick her up.”

Logan nodded before explaining helpfully to Meadow, “Reid’s fiancée is a college recruiter. And Viggo’s fiancée is in a rock band. You probably heard some of their music during the game. ‘Fahrenheit 32’ is our new intro song.”

“I love ‘Fahrenheit 32,’” Meadow enthused. “I hear it on the radio all the time. It’s a great workout song. Really motivational.”

Viggo grinned at her. “I’ll pass along your compliments.”

“Please do,” she said with an answering smile.

Hunter was observing her with keen interest. “So are you just visiting, or do you live in Denver?”

“I flew in for a job interview,” she replied. “I’m only here for the weekend.”

“Which means we’d better make the most of the time we have to catch up,” Logan said pointedly to his teammates.

They chuckled, taking the hint. “Pleasure meeting you, Meadow. Good luck on your interview.”

“Thank you,” she said appreciatively. “Good luck on the rest of the season.”

As the guys sauntered away, Logan stepped back in front of Meadow with a look of focused intensity. “What do you say we get out of here and grab something to eat?”

She swallowed, her throat suddenly dry. “I already ate.”

“So did I. We can get ice cream or something.”

“Ice cream? In this weather?”

“Sure, why not?”

She laughed. “It’s freezing outside, Logan. And I’m on a job interview. I can’t just leave.”

He flicked his wrist to check his expensive-looking watch. “It’s after ten o’clock. I’m sure the interview’s over.”

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