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I feather my fingers up and down her arm. “It’s not crazy. It’s understandable. You’re all he has.”

“Yeah. And he means well. He’s always offered to give me whatever I want, but I want to prove to myself that I can make it in this world without the help of a rich dad.”

“How about a rich boyfriend instead?” I grin and then wink at her, making her giggle.

“You know what I mean. And I don’t want your money, Bodhi. I didn’t do any of this for your money.”

“I know.” I lift her chin with my finger and kiss her lips. “You did it for my sexual prowess and exceptionally large cock.”

That makes her laugh out loud. “Damn right, I did.” She swings her leg over my hip, so I roll us both until I’m on my back and she is straddling me. “And if you didn’t have either of those things, I’d kick you to the curb.”

“Poor me. Then I’d be forced to stand along the street corner with a sign that readsAdequate cock ready.Will fuck for food.”

She snorts. “I can only imagine the number of women who would be lined up to share a ride.”

I fold my hands around her ass, smiling up at her. “Well lucky for you, we’ll never have to find out.”

“So, what do we do now?”

“I could think of a few things.” I wink and thrust my hips up a bit, my cock stiffening all over again at the feel of her warm pussy on top of me.

She giggles. “That’s not what I meant silly. I meant what do we do about us? You know, when it comes to my father?”

“Well, maybe we just don’t let him know yet.”

She cocks her head. “You really think that’s possible?”

“The guys aren’t going to say a word. They stress all the time the importance of being a team and looking out for one another. Plus, they seem to like you, so I think they would be okay with it. They’d let us handle things on our own timeline.”

She nods and I can tell she’s mulling over the idea of keeping our relationship a secret from her dad. “He’d never hear it from me. I mean, it’s not like I never come to games so my being there wouldn’t be weird to him.”

“And then when we both feel good about sitting down with him and telling him, we can do it together.”

“Of course,” she says. “I would never expect you to put any of that on yourself. We’re a team. We do everything as a team. And that includes talking to my father. When the time is right.”

“Then it’s settled. We’ll tell him when the time is right.”

“Okay. Deal.”

“You know what I think it’s time for now?”

“What?”

I smirk and lift my hips once more. “Round two.”

She laughs and then lowers her body to mine, her hardened nipples brushing against my chest. “You’re incorrigible.”

“And you love it.”

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

CORRIGAN

“So, Connor, it looks like we have confirmation that we are looking at a dislocated shoulder,” I tell the sweet young boy and his mother who is seated next to him on his bed. “The good news is at least we’re not dealing with any kind of long-term fracture or tear.” I explain to his mother, “The doctor plans to reset it and treat him for any residual pain along with a little bit of physical therapy but other than that, I don’t imagine he’ll have too many restrictions once everything is put back together and recovering. The doctor will be coming in in just a few minutes to talk you through everything and to reset Connor’s shoulder.”

“Thank you so much,” Connor’s mom says with an appreciative smile.

“You’ve must’ve been playing pretty hard, huh Connor?” I ask him. “I see you’re a hockey fan.” I nod to the Anaheim Stars t-shirt he’s wearing. “You like the Stars?”

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