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“Hayden,” I warn.

“Hailee,” he counters.

Aware that I need to get these boys back to the hotel sooner rather than later, I concede and move toward the door.

As I lift my foot from the ground to climb in, it becomes obvious why he wanted me to go first, because the heat of his body spreads down my back, effectively hiding me from any onlookers.

“Hayden,” I hiss as the guys inside erupt with laughter. One glance in their direction assures me that they’re not watching.

“What? Did you think I’d let anyone else see what’s mine?”

His words make my breath catch, but that’s nothing compared to what he does next.

The moment his fingers connect with my pussy, I stumble forward, crying out and turning every set of eyes in the car to me.

“Whoa, careful, Caldwell,” a deep voice says, but I ignore every single one of them as I successfully get myself inside without looking back at the man responsible.

“You good?” Isaac Hammond, our second-line goalie, asks as I drop into a seat.

“Yeah, thanks,” I mutter as Hayden joins us and closes the door.

He drops into the other empty seat opposite me, a smirk firmly in place on his annoyingly handsome face.

The second he notices me looking, he lifts his hand and sucks the tip of his finger, making my core clench. Dropping my eyes, I turn my attention to my purse and grab my cell to distract myself before anyone notices.

The guys fall into easy conversation about something they’ve seen online, and I pull up my emails.

I’m just replying to one when a notification appears at the top of my screen that makes my heart lurch.

Hayden: You taste delicious.

I shouldn’t reply; I should ignore him until we’re in the safety of my hotel room. But I can’t help myself.

Hailee: Are you sure that’s not you?

Hayden: Fuck yeah, I’m not that sweet. I need more, baby. One taste was nowhere near enough.

Hailee: Be a good boy and you might get lucky.

Hayden: I can assure you, I’ve been a very good boy…

I try not to react, I really do, but I can’t fight the smile that spreads across my face, and not a second later, my eyes lift without instruction from my brain and instantly collide with his.

47

HAYDEN

I’m painfully fucking hard as I make my way through the hotel toward the elevator with the guys behind me. I’m desperate to turn around and see if Hailee is also following, but I fear I’ve already tempted fate too much.

Touching her as I did outside the car was a risk I probably shouldn’t have taken, but I couldn’t fucking help myself. Her panties were burning a hole in my pocket, and I couldn’t get the image of her bare pussy hiding beneath that dress out of my head.

I figured that I could explain getting up close behind her. I was just being a decent person, hiding her from any wandering eyes, but dragging my fingers through her soaked lips was another thing entirely. I didn’t think there was any excuse in the world that would get me out of that one.

Hammond and Reeves are laughing about something I’m paying zero attention to as I spin around in the elevator and scan the space.

Shit.

She’s not here.