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was born on it; fast, and ruthless. Every

Carter!

sync with the sound of blades slicing the ice and my clipbo

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insuf

ossible to l

ot just about the match, it was a silent war between them that had always been there. Trey was the senior

was nothing, the kind of move that made the crowd lose their minds.

osing team now, and fired the puck straig

red declaring

Ice Hounds take it home, 5–3!" the announcer's voice boom

e sidelines, "That's h

wn his neck as his teammates swarmed him. Even from across the rin

yes. He skated over, slapped Jaxon's shoulde

, my heart pound

I could think about was that grin, how Jaxon Carter

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her bed, a face mask smeared across her cheeks. "

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Oh, he's so done for you, Hazel.

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know what? I li

uttered. "Just tem

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nd of hoping

reaching for my makeup bag. "Re

black eyeliner along my lashes, stepped bac

wasn't sure

nted to be jus

st, remember." She called afte

ll swing when I arrived. Music thumped through the o

porch steps, surrounded

. His damp hair curled at the tips, like he just stepped off the cover of a beach magazi

his smile disappeared, an

my collarbone and to my legs, lingering just

, no cocky smirk, just silence and his eyes s

me out soft. "You

t wasn't what

still staring at me like I was

pping my kimono tight

aw it, "I di

s that your brain sh

ce between us, and ruffled

," he teased. "

tes ago, but did he mean it, or was

away, but my cheeks

ttered. "Let's g

was a softness in his eyes

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react, but my s

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whispered back, figh

glowing lights and pulsing bass, hand-

about this f

beat faster when his

kept finding mine whe

my breathing, Tiffany spotted u

laced with venom as she walke

's grip on my hand

ith a polite nod, bu

nce at him. Her eye

tting out a mocking laughter. "Then again, bold m

. "I dress for myself n

oft and condes

. That'

lose and lowered her voic

a mystery. Because trust me... You don't want to