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“I know,” I rasp. “So fucking sexy. This woman will be the death of us, just watch.”

Sydney rises gracefully to her feet, a satisfied smirk playing about her lips as she takes in the sight of Tyler and I still tangled together, pleasantly dazed in the aftermath of our mind-blowing releases. She steps closer and trails a teasing hand down each of our chests.

“Well, that was quite the show, boys,” she says with approval. “I think I could get used to waking up like this.”

Tyler huffs a laugh and reaches out to pull her into our embrace, sandwiching her between our slick, heated bodies.

“Mmm, you and me both, beautiful. DJ definitely knows how to start the day off right.”

I just smile to myself as I finish rinsing off, feeling smug and sated and so damn lucky to have these two incredible people in my arms, in my bed, in my life.

CHAPTER 27

SYDNEY

I wake up squirming and breathless, my heart pounding as the steamy details of my latest dream linger in my mind. DJ’s smoldering gaze as he slid his hands up my thighs, Tyler’s lips trailing hot kisses down my neck…

God, it felt so real.

It’s not a total surprise. My dreams the past few days have been…very realistic. Ever since that night with Tyler and DJ, it’s like my subconscious can’t stop rehashing every moment of our time together.

I roll over and check my phone, seeing a string of flirty texts from the boys that immediately bring a grin to my face.

DJ: “Morning gorgeous. Can’t stop thinking about the way you taste…”

Tyler: “The other night was unreal, though, seriously. Round 2 tonight?”

DJ: “Calm down stud, let’s win this game tomorrow and get into the playoffs first….can’t be staying up all night right before a big game.”

Tyler: “Fine, but don’t be surprised if I find you in the locker room later.”

I can’t help but giggle at their boldness. It’s like they’ve awoken this wild, insatiable side of me that I never even knew existed.

Part of me still can’t believe this is really happening—that I’m really hooking up with not one, but two incredible, sexy hockey players.

I fire off some playful responses before reluctantly dragging myself out of bed to get ready for another day of trying to keep the Blizzards in line. My cheeks flush—that makes me think of the naughty things DJ whispered in my ear about “punishing” any bad behavior...

Focus, Syd.

After throwing on a pencil skirt and silky blouse, I grab my bag and float down the hall on a cloud of bliss, stopping to grab a yogurt from the kitchen.

When I close the fridge door I nearly shriek at the sight of Selena sitting at the table behind it, nursing a mug of coffee. Her amused smirk deepens at my surprise.

“Looks like someone’s a little distracted this morning,” she teases, eyeing my disheveled hair and probably the dopey grin I can’t seem to wipe off my face. “C’mon, you’re practically glowing. Who’s the lucky guy?”

I grab a mug and pour myself some coffee, taking a moment to savor the rich aroma before joining her. My cheeks heat as flashes of the past few days replay in my mind—hands caressing bare skin, breathless moans, the exquisite push and pull of three bodies moving as one...

I shake my head to clear the erotic montage.

“It’s, um, a bit complicated actually,” I hedge, sipping my coffee to hide my flustered expression. But Selena knows me too well.

“Ooh, I sense juicy details! Come on, you can’t hold out on me now. I want the whole steamy story.” She waggles her eyebrows suggestively. “You’re my twin, you owe me this!”

I sigh, knowing resistance is futile when Selena has that gleam in her eye.

“Okay, fine. But you have to promise not to judge me.”

“Cross my heart. Now give me the goods, woman!”

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