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For a moment, we just catch our breath, but then reality sets in. We aren’t safe here. We need to leave.

I pull out, and she sighs as I do.

“Now what?”

“I really don’t know, Hellfire.”

And I don’t. All I know is I don’t want to let her go yet.

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DANE

Hudson:@Dane, broke your hockey stick on accident… : (

Dane:You WHAT?!

Hudson:Who knew those things don’t bend like that?

Hudson:Kidding.

Hudson:But look who finally resurfaced after stealing my date last night.

Dane:She wasn’t your date. You danced for two seconds, and I relieved her of your two left feet.

Hudson:Ouch. : ( Someone is grumpy. I take it you didn’t get laid?

Dane Sinclair left the chat.

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JOSIE

Nervous energy coursesthrough me as I enter the practice arena.

How will today go?

My stomach churns as thoughts I shouldn’t even be having twist through my brain.

Will he be an asshole? Will he ignore me? And the worst one of them all . . . will he tell me it was a mistake?

I’m not sure how I’d deal with that one. Knowing me, I’d probably go to war with him, first move, swap his shampoo with bleach.

Dramatic much?

With my shoulders pulled back and all the false bravado I can muster, I proceed to the rink. The sharp scent of ice filters in through my nostrils and causes my jaw to chatter.

Okay, the trembling is from nerves, not the temperature. Although it is chilly, I always wear a sweater or hoodie when I’m working here.

Today, I’m wearing a tight-fitting, long sleeve black V-neckshirt that leaves absolutely nothing to the imagination. My black fitted jeans also were carefully picked to cause Dane to drool.

I need to be prepared just in case he rejects me. Revenge outfit for the win.

The closer I get, the louder the jeers of the guys become as their skates cut through the ice as they practice their drills.

I’ll inevitably have to talk to him, so it might as well be now.

It’s funny how much things can change in twenty-four hours. Yesterday, my main concern was making sure his tuxedo would fit, and today, I’m worried if he’ll acknowledge what we did yesterday.

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