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The warm rush of heat through her body was a heady feeling that – just a few days ago - she feared she might never feel again.
“Are you sure you don’t need to go to bed early and rest up for a game?”
“Positive.” He captured her chin in his hand and tilted her lips to his. “I want to spend the night with you.”
“That can be arranged.” She could almost taste him. “I know this great little spot where we can park the car and make out.”
“What if I want to do more than kiss you?”
“I know a bed where you can have me any way you choose…”
And that’s when the speed and strength of her superstar hockey player really paid off. He swept her off her feet, barreling through the crowd, to have her all to himself.
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