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“Luc had spent the night in her room, and they’d had breakfast in bed before he’d left for the game-day practice. He’d kissed her at her door and touched her hair and told her he would see her later. But would he be happy to see her later?
“Hi, guys,” she said as she moved to the center of the room.
“Hey, Sharky.”
While the players strapped on their gear, she hurried through her pants-dropping speech. She glanced at Luc, who was in deep conversation with the goalie coach and didn’t seem to know she was even in the room.
She shook Bressler’s hand. “Good luck with the game, Hitman.”
“Thanks.” He dropped his chin and studied her face. “You look different tonight,” he said.
She’d brushed her lashes with a little mascara, covered the dark circles beneath her eyes, and put on some pink lip gloss. She hoped that’s what he noticed, and not her serious case of afterglow. “Is that a good different?”
“Yeah.”
Fish and Sutter joined the captain and complimented her too.
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