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s conference hall at TD Garden wearing a baseball cap

thin hours, those blurry hallway photos had blown up across American social

ack training hoodie with the team logo, his face blank while t

the front row shot hi

us Dana Davenport at last night's rehearsal dinner? Does this

my fingers together in my lap, my heart hanging in m

nd tapped his long fingers against the table be

ing a

ghtly, his tone dripp

ay. There is no way I would ever be interest

R manager breathed a huge sigh of relief, quickly

water poured over my head, leaving me shi

o another word, so I stood up and

an Och

hin, lonely figure disappear behind the side

s dug into my palms, using all my willpower to stop myself

PR manager with a dark face, strode down the executive ha

controlling this entire franchise, sat behind h

d slammed both hands down

ad every word of the PR

eport in his hands, his voice c

nough? The board has reached it

walked around th

ting rights negotiations, and the NHL league office is

laugh and strai

m suspend me.

anger, and he threw a thick

Captain's 'C'? What about the f

ked down, I saw a drafted PR marriage contract with Da

beat, and I jerked my

arry her when the whole country

ilk tie, his tone leavi

only way to show the public you are a responsible man who settles down. Besides, D

na walking out that side door flashed in my m

ot doi

me coldly and pla

ne else tomorrow morning, and I will make su

loodshot eyes, my chest heaving as I realized he had a

nd my need to keep her safe, I bent down and picked up

thout another word, and walked out into the cold hal

na is right now. I