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And then the Travelers had lost in the playoffs, and he’d taken tione to visit his mom He’d taken a vacation, done some endorsements, and he’d still never heard from Stella It wasn’t like they’d even dated It had been more like a series of hookups

Fun ones, too His lips curved at the thought

"You’re up, Trick," Avery said

He took his shot, and when he finished, he grabbed another beer and took up his spot against the wall, trying not to look at Stella, while still watching her

Stella was deep in conversation with her friend and hadn’t once looked his way

He wanted to talk to her It would be polite to go over and at least say hello, right? Otherwise, he’d be rude, and he wasn’t an asshole They knew each other, and he’d at least spotted her If nothing else, they could put their relationship to bed

So to speak

He pushed off the wall and headed her way

"So then he said-- Oh, shit"

Stella arched her brow at Greta’s curse "Oh, shitwhat?"

"Oh, shit, you have got to check out the hot guy heading our way And he’s got eyes only for you"

She dragged her gaze away from Greta, and on

"Oh That’s Trick"

"You know him?"

Her lips curved "I ot to their table "Well, hi I didn’t know you’d be in here tonight"

He smiled back at her "This is my favorite bar, remember?"

"I actually did remember that just now" She turned "This is Trick Trick, this is my sister, Greta"

Greta stood and shook Trick’s hand

"Nice to meet you, Greta"

"You, too, Trick"

Stella , oh-so-fine body next to hers