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Chapters (108)
  1. Dedication
  2. 1. Declan
  3. Declan
  4. 2. Hannah
  5. Hannah
  6. 3. Hannah
  7. Hannah
  8. 4. Hannah
  9. Hannah
  10. 5. Declan
  11. Declan
  12. 6. Hannah
  13. Hannah
  14. 7. Declan
  15. Declan
  16. 8. Declan
  17. Declan
  18. 9. Hannah
  19. Hannah
  20. 10. Declan
  21. Declan
  22. 11. Hannah
  23. Hannah
  24. 12. Declan
  25. Declan
  26. 13. Hannah
  27. Hannah
  28. 14. Declan
  29. Declan
  30. 15. Hannah
  31. Hannah
  32. 16. Hannah
  33. Hannah
  34. 17. Declan
  35. Declan
  36. 18. Hannah
  37. Hannah
  38. 19. Hannah
  39. Hannah
  40. 20. Hannah
  41. Hannah
  42. 21. Declan
  43. Declan
  44. 22. Hannah
  45. Hannah
  46. 23. Declan
  47. Declan
  48. 24. Hannah
  49. Hannah
  50. 25. Declan
  51. Declan
  52. 26. Hannah
  53. Hannah
  54. 27. Declan
  55. Declan
  56. 28. Hannah
  57. Hannah
  58. 29. Declan
  59. Declan
  60. 30. Hannah
  61. Hannah
  62. 31. Declan
  63. Declan
  64. 32. Hannah
  65. Hannah
  66. 33. Hannah
  67. Hannah
  68. 34. Declan
  69. Declan
  70. 35. Hannah
  71. Hannah
  72. 36. Declan
  73. Declan
  74. 37. Hannah
  75. Hannah
  76. 38. Declan
  77. Declan
  78. 39. Hannah
  79. Hannah
  80. 40. Declan
  81. Declan
  82. 41. Hannah
  83. Hannah
  84. 42. Declan
  85. Declan
  86. 43. Hannah
  87. Hannah
  88. 44. Declan
  89. Declan
  90. 45. Hannah
  91. Hannah
  92. 46. Hannah
  93. Hannah
  94. 47. Declan
  95. Declan
  96. 48. Hannah
  97. Hannah
  98. 49. Declan
  99. Declan
  100. 50. Hannah
  101. Hannah
  102. 51. Declan
  103. Declan
  104. Epilogue
  105. Hannah
  106. Epilogue Two
  107. Grant
  108. Books by Nikki Lawson

Her manicured fingers pull a torn piece of paper with a phone number and her name scribbled on it from her back pocket, and she holds it out to me. I stare at it, my eyes going wide.

“Uh, sorry,” I blurt out, holding up my hands. “But I’m not interested. I’m already taken.”

“Oh.” Jessica’s smile falters. “I… didn’t know that. This is so embarrassing, I’m sorry. Excuse me.” She quickly gathers her son before hurrying away, tucking the rejected number into her pocket as she leaves.

I exhale slowly, puffing out my cheeks as I watch her go. As I turn to see who might be next in line, I spot Hannah striding across the ice directly toward me, her eyes locked on mine. My heart lurches as it hits me in a rush that she might’ve overheard at least part of that exchange.

“I should’ve known some people would use a charity event as an excuse to hit on the players,” she says when she reaches me, cocking an eyebrow.

I grimace. “I guess I should’ve seen it coming too. But I didn’t take her number, hummingbird.”

“I know.” She gives me a look I can’t quite interpret, although I wish like hell that I could. “Because you’re already taken.”

My heart thumbs against my ribs. So she did hear that part. “Listen, I wasn’t trying to pressure you or put a label on anything you’re not ready for, I just⁠—”

“It’s okay.” Hannah cuts me off, shaking her head. There’s something soft in her expression that catches me off guard. She leans closer, her lips curving upward into a small smile. “I’m glad you didn’t take her number. I would’ve hated for a fight to break out on the ice—although I’m pretty sure I could’ve taken her.”

Her smile blooms into a full-on smirk, and I chuckle.

“Is that why you came over here so fast? In case you had to fight her off.”

She shrugs, two spots of pink appearing high on her cheeks. “No…”

I bark out a laugh, giving her a heated look. “Too late to deny it now, hummingbird. But you know what? I like it when you stake your claim. It’s hot as hell.” My voice drops, turning a little rough as I add, “I wish I could kiss you right now.”

She swallows hard, her eyes shining. “I wish you could too.”

Raw, primal hunger rumbles deep inside me. If we were alone, I’d tear my jersey off her and have my way with her right here and now. Just push her up against the boards and fuck her against them.