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A thrill goes through me as I wonder if he will do it at the B&B.

It wouldn’t surprise me.

I’m sure his teammates would relish the opportunity to be present for it.

The restaurant door swings shut behind us, and the crisp night air snakes down my spine.

It’s not just the chill making me shiver.

I swear, something isoff.

My stomach twists, the hairs on my arms standing on end.

I glance around, scanning the dimly lit parking lot.

But there’s nothing unusual.

It’s just my imagination.

Ford’s warmth wraps around me, his arm sliding over my shoulders. “Cold?”

I nod, but my smile feels tight.

I don’t say anything, hiding the flicker of unease curling in my gut.

I tell myself it’s nothing.

But for a single, fleeting second, I swear someone is watching.

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HARPER

“You are so fucking sexy in that dress.” Ford’s voice is gravelly and deep, rumbling through my ears and making my blood run hot.

Forgetting about the chill and unease that someone is watching the second I look into his piercing blue orbs that burn with desire, a slow smile curls my lips.

I glance around, an idea forming.

“Thank you, hockey stud.” I wink at him, straightening my posture and pushing my cleavage out.

His eyes go right where I want them, lingering on the swell of my breasts that push against my low-cut dress.

He opens the passenger door, but instead of climbing in, I step into him, pressing my curves against the hard planes of his body.

He swallows hard, Adam’s apple bobbing.

Oh, I love the effect I have on this man.

I lazily trail my fingers over the buttons of his shirt before cupping his jaw. “Thank you for dinner tonight.” My voice is sultry as I press my chest into his and lean up on my tiptoes. “I had a wonderful time.”

A growl goes through his chest as I plant my lips on his.

He meets me hungrily, greedily, his arms wrapping around me so tightly my ribs ache.

My head spins, my pussy instantly soaked when he rubs his hard dick against my core.

I gasp, his tongue slipping inside.