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“Get your hands off me,” Milton says.
Mayor Elkington levels him with stoney eyes. “You’re lucky you’re not being charged. Get the fuck out.”
Milton straightens his suit jacket before he leaves, his iPad abandoned on the table.
“Are you sure there isn’t anything I can do for you to make up for this?” Eddie says.
“I’m happy to help, too,” Maxwell says. I don’t know why Maxwell’s so willing to help me, but I’m gonna guess it has to do with getting on Eddie’s good side, if I’m reading the vibe right. I have no idea if he knows that I’m affiliated with his son, but he must know Sutter.
The corners of Eddie’s lips twitch, fighting a smile. “Trades can always be negotiated with enough money. I’ll make Elkington pay for it.”
“Well …” I begin.
“I’ll come to Vancouver,” Sutter says.
“What? No way. I’ll go to Boston. That was your dad’s favorite team.”
“What about your brother?”
“He’ll be fine.”
Sutter shakes his head. “Absolutely, not. I appreciate the gesture, baby, but your brother’s still alive. Dad isn’t. Even if he were, he’d understand. I already achieved the dream—won a cup with Boston. Besides, Vancouver needs all they can get.”
“You cocky asshole.”
“Show me the lie.”
“That’s my line! Ugh. I’ve changed my mind. Send me as far away from him as you can, Mr. Arovini. Do they play hockey on the moon?”
Eddie laughs. “Just Eddie will do. I’ll let you two figure it out and then have your agent get in touch with me.”
He rocks forward on his toes, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “Well then.” Eddie struts out of the room like thefucking superhero he is. Maxwell’s left staring after him. For a mayor, he’s had surprisingly little to say.
“Maxwell!” Eddie’s voice booms from beyond the door.
Maxwell’s eyes brighten and then darken as his lips form a smirk. “Gentlemen.” He turns heel, not waiting to be called twice. Sutter and I are left in an empty boardroom, and my body turns to mush, all the adrenaline leaving it at the same time.
“Holy fuck. What happened?” I say.
“Don’t know, don’t care.” Sutter swoops me out of the chair and sits me on the boardroom table, stepping between my legs. “I wanna come to Vancouver.”
“But—”
He holds a finger over my lips. “Listen. I mean it when I say I achieved what Dad and I dreamed about with a Stanley Cup win in Boston. It feels … done. If I play for Vancouver, I’ll get to be near everyone I love, but most importantly you. I don’t want to miss you all the time. It’s fucking exhausting.”
I smile. “Okay, I guess I’ll let you on my team.”
“Fucking brat.” His lips find mine with a gentle kiss that’s quickly deepened. My hips buck forward. I want him. I always want him so badly it aches everywhere. “C’mon. Let’s go make new pictures together. Ones that’ll for sure let the internet know that we aren’t friends and never were.”
Ihalf drag Sutter, half get pushed by Sutter, into the entryway of the house, thinking no one’s home, but there is. The clink of ice in a glass gets my attention. It takes every ounce of my willpower to stop the tidal wave of sex Sutter and I were riding.The car ride home involved a lot of dirty talk and the filthiest of promises. My dick’s about to explode.
The look on my brother’s face halts everything. His eyes are bloodshot, fresh tears flood his face. He looks like he hasn’t slept. There’s a packed duffel bag on the floor next to him. My gut falls through the floor.
“Fuck, Stacey.” I rush over and fall on the couch beside him. Sutter stays in the background to give the illusion of privacy without leaving, in case I need him. He leans against the wall, tilting his head, his dark hair falling over his left eye.
Stacey sniffles and forces a weak smile. “Oh good, I was hoping you’d get here before my ride did. I’d like to take our car if that’s alright with you? I’m, um, getting out of here for a bit.”
“Stacey—”
