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No fucking way.

What?

No. No. No. No. No. No.No.

The girl staring back at me with the wide blue eyes, looking every bit as shocked as I am, ismyJuliet.

The girl whose taste I haven’t stopped thinking about since I devoured her pussy in the broom closet of the arena.

“Hudson, this is my daughter, Caroline,” he introduces us just as panic claws up my throat, our eyes locking. “Caroline, this is Hudson Rome, my starting goalie. We were just discussing you.”

Words escape me. I can’t believe who I’m staring at and that I’m seeing her again.

There’s no fucking way this is happening right now.

I fucked my coach’s daughter… and she’s acollegestudent…

Caroline Evans…

“Hi,” I finally croak, offering her a curt nod. My heart pounds in my chest so hard that I can hear the steady thrum in my ears as I try to stop the entire goddamn room from spinning around me.

She recovers much more quickly than I do and plasters on a fake smile, her pink-painted lips spreading. “Hi… Hudson. Nice to meet you.”

Her gaze moves to Coach, her fuckingfather.“Ready for lunch, Dad? I have a meeting at two…”

Fucking Christ. My coach’s daughter.

I fucked his daughter. God, I didn’t just fuck his daughter—I ate her pussy, sucked her cum off my fingers, and have beat off to the image of her soaked and spent nearly every day since.

My ass clenches at the thought of him finding out. If he hated me before? Pretty sure he’d lose his entire fucking mind if he found out that I defiled his daughter in a fucking broom closet while he drank champagne right down the hallway at the party.

He’d make my life fucking miserable. Go to the GM and demand I be traded because I’m an old fuck who literally slept with his daughter.

Jesus Christ.

My career would be over.

Before I could even blink.

Fuck, I don’t think there could be a worse situation to be in right now. Aside from a fucking career-ending injury, and even then…

“Uh… so, I’m gonna head out, Coach. Glad we’re on the same page. Thanks for the meeting today,” I mutter, rising from the chair. I’m desperate to get out of this fucking room. I can’t be in here another second, or I’m going to lose my shit.

He holds up his hand, halting me in my steps. “Wait a second, Rome. Sit.”

My ass hits the chair immediately.

Juliet… Caroline, whoever the fuck she is, looks like she’s as uncomfortable as I feel, and her throat bobs as she swallows, her eyes darting back to mine nervously.

“Care Bear, I found out a few days ago that Hudson is currently working with Face-Off, the foundation that I set your internship up with for this year.” He drags his gaze from me to Caroline—myJuliet—who tucks her hair behind her ear. “I asked him to be here today so you two could meet before you start at Face-Off. He’s going to help facilitate things since he’s currently already involved there.”

She looks like she might actually vomit but somehow manages to half-ass nod at his comment. “Sounds like afuntime.”

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

“Hudson, you’ll take care of my girl, right? Make sure if she needs anything, you’ll handle it?”

“I—” I bring my hand to my mouth and clear my throat since I can’t seem to fucking get the words out. “I can do whatever you need, Coach.”

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