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Me, on the other hand...I don’t think I’ll be falling asleep anytime soon.

This is going to be a long night.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

ROWAN

We’ve been gone since Wednesday and I swear, these past four days have been the longest year of my life.

“Did you guys want to go out tonight?” Carson questions the rest of the guys as he walks back into the dressing room. We’ve been on a bit of a winning streak these past few weeks and today we won 5–0.

The entire room is buzzing and the energy from the boys is contagious. Since our game was in the middle of the afternoon, we still have all of tonight to do whatever we want before we have to hop on the plane early tomorrow morning.

Just as the guys start to chime in, my phone vibrates from the front pocket of my pants. Pulling it out, I see that it isn’t the name I wanted to see on the screen.

Raven

Are we still doing dinner tonight?

I forgot I told my sister that I’d meet up with herwhile I was in town for the night. I didn’t get to talk to her after the game, but I caught a few glimpses of her face from the bench and she was not happy with the way things were going for her team. This is my sister’s second season as the assistant coach for the Bridgewater Bears and she’s really been helping to turn their franchise around.

Rowan

Sure. Did you have a place in mind?

Raven

Yeah, I’ve already made a reservation for 7 p.m. Meet me in the parking lot.

Rowan

Sounds good.

“Taylor, what about you?”

I glance up at Carson who’s looking at me expectantly as I lock my phone screen and place it back in my pocket. “Not tonight. I’m supposed to meet Raven for dinner.”

“The Bears’ assistant coach?” Gray, one of the wingers, questions me from where he’s sitting. He lets out a low whistle. “I wouldn’t mind meeting her for dinner.”

I look over at him as he rises to his feet, joining a few other guys waiting by the door. “Yeah, she’s my sister, asshole.”

The color drains from Gray’s face and he gives me an apologetic smile. “My bad, I didn’t know that.”

Carson snorts, rolling his eyes at Gray beforelooking back at me. “If you decide you want to meet up with us after, just let me know.”

I jerk my chin in agreement as I also climb to my own feet. We all funnel out of the dressing room, down the hall, and make our way out into the parking lot to find the bus. I stand off to the side, watching them all file on, each of them finding a seat. My sister must be parked somewhere in their underground garage, but I have no idea where I’m supposed to find her.

A horn beeps from behind me as I lift my hand to wave at the guys as the bus begins to drive away. I look over my shoulder, my body slowly turning around as I see a black Benz stopping behind me. The tinted window rolls down, revealing my sister sitting behind the steering wheel.

“Get in, loser.”

I walk directly over to the driver’s side, attempting to pull open the door, which is inevitably locked. “Let me drive. I don’t trust you not to get us killed.”

Raven lets out a snort, rolling her eyes at me. “Get the fuck out of here.” She laughs, shaking her head. “My city, my car, my rules. Get in or we’re going to miss our reservation and then you’re going to have to deal with me being hangry.”

I stare at my sister for a moment, attempting to keep a neutral and stoic expression, but I fail. Laughter escapes me and I give her the middle finger before walking around the front of the car and climbing into the passenger’s seat. The interior of the car is perfectly clean and looks like she just rolled off the lot with it.

Raven Taylor is such a type A person, I shouldn’t be surprised by this at all.

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