Page 76 of Puck You Very Much

“Fuck.” Yes, he had.

He wanted to date her.

He wanted everything from her.

He wanted to go to the movies with her. He wanted to go to a restaurant with her. He wanted to tell all the players that she was his so Leon would finally stop making lousy comments about sweet Lucy. Because shewassweet—but only Dax should know that.

Oh God… He wanted to introduce her to his sister!

“Fuck,” he repeated.

Matt sighed heavily. “Yep. Oh man, this is going to end in drama, isn’t it?”

“No. Drama isn’t my thing. Nor Lucy’s.”

“Sure. Just look at your relationship with Jack and your idea of sleeping with Lucy.”

Dax ignored him and narrowed his eyes. “What do I do now?” he hissed. “About Lucy?”

“Tell her you like her? That you want to date her, after all?” Matt suggested, speaking so slowly he might as well have been talking to a kindergartener.

“But she doesn’t date hockey players.”

“Oh, I see. She just sleeps with them,” Matt replied dryly.

“Don’t talk about her like that,” he replied sharply.

Matt rolled his eyes. “You’re in a bad place. Tell her soon, okay? Before you explode. Or she’ll find someone else.”

He frowned and glanced across the aisle at Lucy. She wouldn’t do that, would she? Sleep with other guys while she was sleeping with him?

Right?

Chapter 22

“I didn’t want to say anything, Lucy, but that guy at the bar keeps looking at you.”

“What?” Her head shot up and she automatically glanced at the stools at the bar, where her sister was pointing. “Oh. Not interested.”

“Are you sure? He’s coming over here.”

“What?” She blinked, confused. Her thoughts were still on Dax and the message he had just texted her. It consisted of only three words:Where are you?

She was rather certain it was an invitation to his bed, where she had spent the past four nights. She had just been thinking about how to politely tell Maddie that she had to leave. Now, however, this tall man in a suit was coming up to her and giving her one of those promising smiles that could only mean one thing…and all she could think was:He’s attractive. But not as hot as Dax.

“Sorry,” she said before he could even open his mouth. “I’m taken.”

“You’re what?” Her sister spat the words along with a sip of her cocktail onto the table in front of them.

“Oh, okay,” the stranger said and turned around.

Maddie stared at her in disbelief. “What are you doing? He was cute! He was probably looking for a one-night stand, so he’s exactly your type. Why did you lie to him?”

Automatically, she opened her mouth to contradict her…and choked on her own saliva. It was nonsense to say she was taken! Of course it was a lie. She wasn’ttaken.

Oh God.

Oh God, oh God, oh God. Her mind had gone too far!

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