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Fuck. Now that I’ve had her, all I want to do is stare at her. Let myself get lost in how gorgeous she is and the fact that this thing happened between us.

“Have a good night?” I ask, standing a few feet away from her.

“Mmm, a very good night.” There’s a sparkle now in her eyes. “Terrible date that somehow ended on a good note.”

“A really good note, if I do say so myself.”

“Very good.” Bex nods to me.

I wish we weren’t in the middle of the hallway. I want to pull this woman into my arms and ravish her mouth. Taste what I tasted last night. How fucking delicious she is.

“Hey Ms. Hart.” Noah waves, coming out of the locker room. “Nicky, I’ll text you that girl’s number. Meet me outside if you still want a ride.”

Noah doesn’t glance back as he leaves the practice rink.

“Will do,” I call after him, not looking his direction because I’m solely focused on the woman standing in front of me.

“A new date it sounds like?” Bex crosses her arms, eyeing me. “Are you planning on going?”

I take a step closer to her. There’s still too much distance between us, but I can’t do anything about it.

“See, they told me about this woman.”

“Who is she?”

“I don’t know.”

“Why not?” Bex asks.

“I told them no.”

“No?”

“Because I happen to like the woman I met at the bar last night a lot more.”

Bex looks both ways before taking another step into me. This close, I can smell her perfume. It was all over me last night at home. I’ve never met someone who smells so fucking sweet that I want to keep that scent on me.

“Was she a nice woman?”

I waggle my head. “I don’t know if you would call what we did last nightnice.”

“Far from it, it sounds.”

“Something I’m hoping we get to do again?”

It’s a question. Not exactly something we discussed last night in a rush to leave the bathroom so no one found us. That wouldn’t have been a good ending to the night.

“Again and again, if you’re up for it. Maybe work in a lesson or two?”

“Yes,” I answer without hesitation.

“Then why don’t you come over tonight, Nick?” Bex whispers. “See if we can find somethingnicerto do.”

She couldn’t stop me if she tried.

Chapter Thirteen

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