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year

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to invite you to join us at The Bull's hockey g

excitement, eyes still glu

d that I'd be back here one day... not as the poor helpless girl that was abandoned by her only fami

ard work was wor

o reality, and my breath caught in my throat as I look

my phone, chest pumping hard

the chance to stare around, my eyes lingering longer on

like a dream

iver led the way, and I fo

gs about the players from this particular t

ll the hockey players around the world

o. I've worked so hard to get here.

mpanied by the scent of menthos the m

the puck, blades scraping against the ice, and the pla

stripes... And each player's names and number

young man skated toward me, and as he a

one of my research about the tea

he ice rink, standing before me, smi

ed me a

'm Coach Bryant. You can

ort. It's nice to meet you, Coac

you up..." he paused and glanced back

ne. I un

turned to the ice rink an

duce you to the

d, fingers tight

u have to stay calm. Don't react no matter how rude t

the players skate toward me, their voices echoing in th

for short... Your new trainer and phys

l short even though I was 5'8... A height just perfect for a woman. I

It's nice t

and damn it! Their face

key players are always super hot. Th

ce the former physiotherapist with?" One o

n she even do anything for u

m, then turned to me and smil

mm

n before he walked away, and I

e name tag on h

n their last trainer quit. Fans hates him, especially men,

wing my hand on his face, because God help me, please... I

at an ey

aw. If I let it pass now

dn't reach my eyes. "Were you

ained from

fect for a woman, don't you think so? Besides, does i

ow, I feel

but I didn't

nother one said... Scott Hughes. Twenty-eigh

up personality. Fans hated him the most because he's

smile lingering on his face. "Your f

all l

wearing a long skirt and bagg

his glove on. "It's nice to meet you. I'm Scott. I hope we get alo

d looking people,

e crazier th

Vivianne

ng his hand briefly. "

that better... V." He winked, and

rry I was gone for too long. I ho

ong with t

hout saying a word. I already

e driver is waiting to ta

na

case, not before I shot Mar

e a whole lot

*

he driver pulled

w dro

? Life's good. I can't remember the last

he passcode for the house... You shoul

car and drove off, while I

later, but for now, I

ess to last me for

ed into the living room. Spacious, w

ard times that I'd been

med, and I r

he unregistered number

th us for now. We'll provide a more comfortable place for you to st

d, but still, I replied to him, saying that it's fine, and I liked

I threw myself on the couc

mach g

haven't

ed food

passed when I hea

already? Tha

ad, and I halted abruptly. Huh? How did t

a thief break into the ho

y and tough, but not too

turned to run into hiding, but it was already to

erfect prince charming. I've not gotten my

rough the conflict in my head... s

are

t sound so familiar? I

ut froze at the sig

d. Noah