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"You too, I'm a big fan. I thought you guys were going to go all the way this year."

"Me too," Cash said with a friendly chuckle.

"Is Wes going to be good for next season?"

Their star shooter had been seriously injured in the last half of the season, and their playoff dreams were benched right along with him.

"It's looking like he'll be back on the ice. Training camp is next month so we’ll see how all the pieces fit then."

"Nice. Are you here with Evie?"

Cash nodded and scanned the room for her. She was standing up in front as they all walked through the wedding.

"I am," he said with a warm look on his face.

"Are you guys, like, together?"

Cash nodded and smiled. "We are."

"Wow. I didn't think Evie would be with a guy like you."

Cash's eyes cut to the man, and he tried not to glare at him.

"I mean that in the best way possible,” he said, throwing up his hands in a defensive gesture. “Her old boyfriend was a dick."

Cash nodded. "I can agree with you there. She's pretty amazing though."

At that moment she looked at him and smiled and gave a small wave. He really should be embarrassed by how shamelessly he was wrapped around her finger, but there was no denying it. He belonged to this woman, body and soul, and he knew she belonged to him too. He was just glad she finally seemed to be catching on to that fact too.

“You must be the big bad hockey player causing all the trouble,” said an older woman who barely came up to his chest.

He looked down at her unsure of what to say. “I can see what my granddaughter sees in you,” she said giving his bicep a squeeze.

He chuckled. “It’s nice to meet you, I’m Cash Hawthorn.”

“Oh, I’ve heard all about you, you have my daughter in a tizzy. But she’s prone to tizzy. I also see that my little Evie is absolutely glowing, so you’re okay in my book.”

He shrugged. “She’s a remarkable woman.”

“Now that we agree on. You’re much better suited for her that her past suitor.”

He chuckled again. Past suitor. Who talked like that?

“Hi Gran,” Evie said coming over to them. “I see you’ve met Cash.”

“I have, he’s much more handsome than that last one,” she said giving his biceps another squeeze. This time Cash flexed for her, and she made a little squeak of delight. “Although you’ll never hold a candle to my Oscar, even if he wasn’t as big and muscly as you are,” she said bring her other hand up to his other bicep given them both a squeeze. He couldn’t help but laugh, he liked this woman.

“Gran. Will you stop feeling up on my date?”

“What can I say? Even us widows get hungry,” she said with a wink.

Cash sputtered in surprise and blushed. He didn’t even know he could blush.

“Oh my god, Gran. We’re leaving,” she said as she pulled Cash away.

“Looking forward to seeing you both tomorrow,” she called after them.

“So that was your grandma, huh?”

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