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Tate snorted a laugh “Just because she’s hot and she chose you for the dinner doesn’t mean she wants to fuck you”

“Of course she does She didn’t choose ence”

His buddy grinned “I see your point”

That brought sohter from the others in the locker room—because it was true

“All right” Beckett Croft, the team’s captain, tossed his duffel over his shoulder and walked toward Rafe on his way out of the locker roo the hell out of this damn dinner Let me see her picture”

Beckett had once been Rafe’s woman The two of them had been able to make more women swoon than a half a dozen karats fro around Beckett’s left eye would have had wo around theel of a daughter had been dropped on his doorstep and put a wrench into his bachelor lifestyle But Rafe loved Lily And he also liked the woman Beckett had recently swept off her feet too

“I’ Beckett’s fiancée as he picked up his phone and tapped on the photo of the season ticket holder who’d won the auction

Ashlee Covington was the wo, sexy puck bunny Rafe bedded on a regular basis He handed the phone to Beckett and started on the buttons of his dress shirt

Isaac Hendrix, their second-line right wing, glanced at the phone past Beckett’s shoulder and whistled through his teeth “If her body is even half as nice as her face, you’ve got a twelve on your hands there”

Rafe chuckled, hoping it didn’t sound as forced as it felt “My thoughts exactly”

He tucked in his shirt and fastened his belt Beckett handed off the phone to Ty “Don’t drool on it”

The phone h the locker room—for the tenth time since one of the team’s administrative assistants texted Rafe Ashley’s photo

“You suckers were all pitying ot picked for this But nohile you’re out shooting the shit like every other boring night at Top Shelf, I’ll be eating a five-hundred-dollar dinner and drinking a couple three-hundred-dollar bottles of wine fro up to her hotel rooet showered with sexual appreciation”

The guys tossed out a variety of fake condolences and envious sarcasm that made Rafe smile