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that doesn’t make sense to me and I want to know what she means.
    Looking back at Jace, she asks, “Do you have extra skates?”
    He scoffs. “You want to play with us?”
    She nods, and I don’t miss the confidence in the way she squares her shoulders. “Yeah.”
    “Hockey?”
    She nods again. “Ugh, yeah.”
    “But you’re wearing shorts,” Delanie points out.
    And thank God for that , I think as I mentally lick up those naughty, thick thighs.
    “So? I’m good,” she says, waving her off. “I’ll need a stick too.”
    Jace looks back at us, and I can see that he is confused. It’s very rare that a girl, besides our sister, wants to play with us. We are kind of intimidating together.
    With a grin, he asks, “I don’t care if you guys don’t.”
    With the chance of rubbing up against her to keep the puck away, yeah, I don’t care at all. The fact she wants to play does something to me. Causes my heart to beat a bit faster and my hands to sweat unexpectedly. I know it isn’t the heat either. It’s her.
    “What size do you wear?” I ask, finding my voice as I drink her in. She’s wearing the bikini from earlier under the Beatles tank she has on. I want to be a jerk and say she can’t play without taking off her shirt, but I’m sure that would be frowned upon. Plus, if Claire found out that Jude was involved in playing hockey with a chick in only a bikini, she’d skin him. And me, since I suggested it.
    “Ten,” she says, and I like her voice. It isn’t sweet and soft, it’s tough and has meaning. She knows what she wants and it’s refreshing.
    I nod. “Yeah, here,” I say, skating to our bag. We all have extra pairs of skates since we are so rough on ours. I reach for the skates and turn to hand them to her, happy that she followed me over here. “You can wear Jace’s. He’s got baby feet.”
    She grins and I find myself grinning back. She has a sweet smile. One that can knock a guy on his ass, and surprisingly, almost knocks me on mine.
    Taking the skates from me, she asks, “Do you have socks?”
    I glance down at her feet, seeing that she is wearing rubber flip-flops, her toes painted a lime color. Cute.
    Tearing my gaze from them, I reach back down for a pair of socks and smile back at her.
    “They stink.”
    She shrugs. “No biggie.”
    I eye her as she drops the skates and then to her ass to put them on. She isn’t like other girls, and the more she talks, the more I want her naked. Watching as she quickly laces them up, I have a feeling she’s done this before. Crossing my arms as I balance on my stick, I ask, “You play?”
    She glances up at me, her eyes sparkling as she shrugs. “A bit.”
    “I have to say, I’m impressed.”
    She grins as she ties the other skate up quickly. Getting up with ease, she reaches for one of my sticks that is laying across the bag. She leans into the stick, testing its curve and then looks back at me. “You haven’t even seen me play yet.”
    “True, but not too many girls want to play hockey with a bunch of big dudes, in short shorts.”
    Still grinning, she holds my gaze. “Think my shorts are short?”
    Before I can even think, I say roughly, “Oh yeah.”
    Coming close to me, she asks, “So you’ve been looking?”
    Leaning into her, I don’t understand the pull, but it’s there. I’ve always heard of instant chemistry—hell, it happened between Claire and Jude—but I never really thought it would happen to me. But with this girl, I think it’s happening. Either that or the fact I haven’t been laid in six months is finally taking its toll.
    Looking deep into her eyes, I nod. “Yeah, and believe me, I will every chance I get.”
    Skating back a bit, her tongue comes out, wetting her lips as she nods her head. I’m completely in a trance, watching as her arms flex as she plays with the stick, her eyes still locked with mine. “So I have to watch out for you then?”
    “Maybe,” I say with a wink.
    She perks her lips out,