Ashley shakes her head. “That’s no fun! All the Storm brothers are back together for a night—you think they’re not going to go out and party? Let’s join them!”
“Like old times?” I say, remembering high school and some of the nights we all spent together.
“Exactly.” Just as she says it, the girls in front of us start screaming.
I can’t see much, and I’m being jostled, but I catch a glimpse of a security guard directing everyone to stand back.
Several more security guards step out and clear the way further until there’s a tunnel in the center of the crowd. Then, the door to the visiting locker room opens up, and players start filing out.
Declan Wild strides out first with a couple of his teammates.
Crap, he’s gorgeous. Anyone with eyes would notice him. Dark hair and the most intense gray eyes, coupled with a gray suit that looks like it cost a fortune. Declan’s been a superstar for a long time, and he carries himself that way. He’s confident, sure of himself, and he doesn’t look around at a single fan no matter how much they scream.
“He’s so damn hot,” Ashley whispers.
“For sure,” I say back.
“I can’t believe he grew up in Louisiana,” she says. “I wish he’d gone to school in New Orleans so I could have crushed on him.”
I laugh. “He’s older than us, Ash. He wouldn’t have been close to the same grade anyway. But I think Hunter said that the Wild family lived a couple of hours outside of the city.”
“Well, that’s a damn shame,” she says. “Because sweet Lord, is he fine to look at.”
The two teammates walking with Declan are also easy on the eyes. Tex Williams and Arch Morrison—both of them smirk at the women calling to them, and Tex stops to take a couple of selfies. Arch signs a woman’s shirt, and a hat, and…
“Panties?” Ashley says incredulously as the woman holds up a pink pair of lacy underwear to Arch. “I hope she washed them first.”
While we’re giggling, Jared and Max Storm come out of the locker room.
Fraternal twins, they’re the two middle Storm brothers with Jared being a few minutes older. All four boys were dark-haired, but Jared and Max have chocolate brown eyes instead of green.
Both guys take a few selfies with the puck bunnies and sign some shirts and other things. No panties this time, from what I can see.
Jared and Max flash megawatt smiles like they’re loving the attention. Their smiles aren’t real, though, and they remind me of myself after a performance. I know they appreciate the support; I also know they want to get away from the crowds.
Security doesn’t allow anyone to get out of control, and before long, Jared and Max are right in front of Ashley and me.
“Holy crap.” Jared stops short, and this time, a genuine smile crosses his face. “My hometown girls.” He puts a huge muscled arm around each of us. “So good to see you.”
“You too.” I smile over at Max, and he gives me a hug.
“Heard you were back in town, Win,” he says to me in his typical gruff tone. “Maybe you can keep my brother in line.”
“Who, Hunter?” I raise my eyebrows. “I don’t think Hunter likes being kept in line.”
“I think he’s been known to make an exception a time or two,” he says cryptically with a wink at me.
Like I can feel Hunter’s presence, I look around Max at the gap in the crowd. Sure enough, the door to the Fire locker room has opened, and the team is walking out.
The screams increase about tenfold to what they were for the Wild Kings, and I can’t help from smiling as I catch sight of Hunter. He’s with Liam, another teammate that I recognize as Dean Harris, and Sean “Murph” Murphy. Murph went to school with all of us, and I can’t help but notice the smile on Ashley’s face as she notices him.
Hunter can’t possibly see me from this angle, but he’s walking quickly down the corridor, and he’ll be upon us in a matter of seconds. That is until a woman jumps the barricade and hurls her body against his.
Hunter’s not expecting it, and he lurches backward momentarily before regaining his balance.
Security reacts swiftly, but not before the woman has wrapped her arms around Hunter’s neck and is headed for his mouth with her own.
He twists his head to avoid the kiss and shoves her off of him. The guard pins her arms behind her and carries her off.
