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Chapter One

Bex

There are dicks everywhere Big ones, small ones… crooked ones I want to run, but instead, I coht side of , blonde hair helps to hide h thehockey players with s hot bodies and abs I would most definitely lick, not so much

Entering the locker room after practice is a bad idea Why did my dad ask me to meet him here? Of all the places, it has to be in his office

My dad has three rules

No talking to his players

No hanging out with his players

No dating his players

Ever since a life-altering incident back in high school, I have followed his rules They work for us both And for the last four years, I haven’t broken any of them I’ve steered clear of his players, and I’m determined to avoid them… until today

A few of the guys whistle as Ithe side of uys informs me I’m in the men’s locker room—as if I need a reminder And one jerk has the nerve to reach out and touchGross

Keepingmy peripheral vision, I haul ass to the back of the room I’ve been back here dozens of times but not when anyone’s around

I feel like I’est walk of shame Dozens of eyes are on me The players whisper about me under their breath But once I’d stepped into the roo back People had already seen me in a place I was never meant to be So, here I am

Go me and my walk of shame

I glance up for a second to look for the hallway door, the one that leads toout raze a wet, muscular stomach A few inches lower and I would have ripped the towel from his waist

Blocked by a wall of muscle, I peek up at Peter “Preston” Parker, all six feet four inches of hier close up Hotter, too

Everyone calls him by his middle name, Preston I’ve never heard anyone use his first naest son of the fae basketball player—like ent, who everyone calls Coach

If any player were ever off-limits to me, it’s Preston