"Look at her in that black dress," Cassidy adds. It must be a photo from the gala. "I'd risk it all, too, honestly."
"Can we please stop cyberstalking her?"
"We're not cyberstalking. We're gathering intelligence." Cassidy keeps scrolling. "Oh, look, here she is with her brothers. Damn, they're hot too."
"The St. Pierre brothers are very attractive," Ember agrees, tilting her head at the screen. "Like, unfairly attractive."
"Ember!" I yell at my sister.
"Hey, I can look."
"They're gorgeous." Cassidy zooms in on something. "Didn't one of them have some drama with an ex? I feel like I read something ..."
"Both of them, actually," Sully says, warming to the gossip. "Pierre was engaged to an influencer. He left her the day before his wedding in Italy because he found her screwing the owner of his hockey team. Some old billionaire."
"That's right." Cassidy gasps. "The old guy was not cute at all."
"He's gotten back with his high school sweetheart, who apparently was his first love."
"Aw, that's cute," Ember adds.
"She owns a sports management agency. Her dad was a legend before he passed. She's also fricken hot."
"Sully hooked up with one of her sisters."
"Man, come on." Sully moans. See, it's not fun when the tables are turned. "We hooked up a couple of times. It was a bit of fun. She didn't want anything more, and neither did I. It's all cool."
"One of these girls?" Cassidy asks. Turning the phone around, showing Sully Issy's sisters.
"Yeah."
"They are stunning. I can see why. Which one?"
"Violetta," Sully grumbles.
Cassidy nods. "She is cute. Looks like she would eat you alive." She laughs.
"She did."
"Ew." Cassidy glares at her brother.
"Didn't the same thing happen to Felix as well?" Ember asks.
"His best friend and teammate was screwing his girl. But now he's happily with an older woman who is a billionaire. Her family owns the Rose Hotels, and her dad is like the major sponsor of our team."
"Damn." Cassidy shakes her head. "These hockey boys move in some serious circles."
"And our Emmett wants to add their baby sister to the mix," Sully says, raising an eyebrow at me.
"It's not like that. Are you calling me a gold digger?"
"Then what is it like?" my sister asks, pulling my attention from Sully.
I stare at my wine glass, trying to find the words. "I don't know. She's just ... different. When I'm with her, everything else fades away. The pressure. The expectations. All of it. She sees me. Not the captain. Not the hockey player. Just ... me."
The room goes quiet. When I look up, all three of them are staring at me with soft expressions. Shit. Did I say too much?
"Oh, Em," Ember says quietly. "You've got it bad." I can see the worry on her face.
