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“Another date?” I repeat “I’d like to see you again”

“We’re not finished with this one,” she points out

I roll one, would you go out with ain?”

Her brow furrows as she considers my offbeat question and her reply is sort of hesitant when she says, “Um…yes, I would”

“Good,” I say with an emphatic nod “I’ll call my attorney tomorrow”

“Wait!” she says with a laugh “No, Erik You can’t—”

“We’re dating,” I say with a nonchalant shrug “It’s what any boyfriend would do for his girlfriend”

“No,” she says with a glare “Not any boyfriend”

“Well, your superstar, filthy rich hockey boyfriend would”

“You’re not my boyfriend” The exasperation in her voice is cute as hell and I want to kiss the fuck out of her

“Aain “I’reed to another date So thatTechnically that makes me your boyfriend”

“That’s ridiculous,” she sputters but I can see the a someone else”

“You’re not,” I say with relative certainty

She doesn’t deny it but picks up her glass of wine She takes a long sip, regarding me over the rim When she sets it back down on the table, she tellssince I met her

“You’ve definitely changed,” she murmurs, the appreciation in her voice evident

“Yes, I have,” I agreeChapter 9BlueIt’s totally odd that within a feeeks I’ve gone fro sort of sical