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My dark, wavy hair falls past row it back, but if we can win our next five games, it’ll be worth it

“Your junk, too!” Pike calls out, cupping his hands around his mouth

Fucker Everyone’s cheering for that idea

“Five gaht ga Jim and The Taxed Deal?”

“More like Average Jiroup

“Deal?” I ask again, ignoring the comment

The guys cheer and sto more momentum into our locker rooh school, when there was nothing anted more than that W

Pike puts his stick in the air and bellows “Let’s do it, boys! Get that fucking puck into the net! One for all and all for Cap’s silky smooth womb raider!”

The collective yells are so loud I can feel the that ork

After the game, I check my phone and find a text from Gia

Gia: Great gauys killed it!

Me: Thanks, did you watch?

Gia: I caught some of it on my phone

Me: How’s your night? Winning?

Gia: Not asin there

Me: Get back to it Call me later if you need a ride

Gia: I drove, but I’ll see you toain

Me: Hey, one last thing…how much do you like my hair?

Chapter Sixteen

Gia

I rake aze of a man on the other side of the poker table locked onto me I should feel happy because I just won a hand that could have gone either way, but instead I feel…wary

It’s ulars on the Vegas private gaainst Tony, but when I arrived at the secluded ht, I found myself seated at his table