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"But Malone’s?" I repeat warily "We just established that the place is crawling with hockey players"

"Not exclusively I bet Beau is there Want me to ask D’Andre?" Hope holds up her phone, but I shake my head

"Beau’s toosex I want to do the deed and leave"

"Oooh, talking! Scary"

"Shut it"

"Make ainst my coat, and then exits Professor Gibson’s house

Carin shrugs and follows her, and after a second of hesitation, I do too Our coats are drenched by the time we reach Hope’s car, but we have our hoods on, so our hair survives the downpour

I’ht, but I can’t deny that ued with tension for weeks, and these past few days I’ve definitely been feeling the…itch The kind of itch that can only be scratched with a hard, ripped body and a hopefully above average-sized cock

Except I’m extremely selective about who I hook up with, and just as I’d feared, Malone’s is thick with hockey players when the girls and I stride inside five minutes later

But hey, if that’s the hand I’ve been dealt, then I guess there’s no har what happens

Still, I have zero expectations as I follow my friends to the bar counter

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"Stay away fro his (usually , Hunter Davenport, as I walk into Malone’s out of the pouring rain

The roads are shit, and I don’t particularly want to be here tonight, but Dean insisted that we needed to party He’d been restlessly pacing our townhouse all day, grumpy as hell and obviously upset, but when I questioned hi antsy

Which is bull I ht be considered quiet compared to my loud-mouthed teammates, but I ain’t slow And I sure as hell don’t need to be a detective to put the clues together

Allie Hayes, the best friend of our other rooht

Dean is a o, Dean slept with Allie

Plus, there were all the clothes scattered around the living roo sex in his bedroom