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of gooey warmth if he even tried.
    "What's up with you? Your cheeks are red." Layla wrapped an arm over my shoulders and walked with me to the car.
    "I want Lucas so bad it fucking hurts," I panted softly as we walked to Jayce's mustang. "Did my brother really give you the keys?"
    She smirked. "Um, yeah. I'm like another sister to him."
    "No, you're not." I reached for the keys and unlocked the car. "Don't say that to him either."
    "What are you talking about?" She laughed and got in the car as I looked over the top of the hood to see Lucas standing beside the house watching me.
    "See something you like?"
    "You'd love to know, wouldn't you?" He didn't budge.
    I stuck my tongue out at him and got in the car before sucking in a long breath through my nose. "God, I love him."
    "You do not." Layla popped me in the chest. "Stop saying that."
    "What? I do." I started the car and pulled out of the driveway, glad to find him gone when I looked up and threw the car in drive. "He's damaged goods. I just wish I understood why."
    "So you could fix it? I'm pretty sure whatever is up with Lucas is not a repairable type thing, sister. He's going to be that man forever. Clammed up, angry, tense."
    "Hot as sin." I hit the gas and pursed my lips as my body hummed at the idea of not fixing him and seeing where it took us both.

Chapter 6
    Lucas
     
     
    I headed out the night before as soon as Aubrey and Layla left to get ice. I'd come too close to reaching out and touched the side of her face, brushing my fingers through her hair, tasting her thick bottom lip.
    After jogging a few miles around the track, I headed to the rink for our afternoon game. It was sure to bleed out all my aggression, but seeing her again was just going to start the cycle all over.
    "Hey. Get your ass in here, White," Coach called from the center of the rink as I walked in.
    "I still have an hour before the game, Coach. Shit," I mumbled and walked to the locker room to get suited up. I was playing forward as per usual until it was Jayce's turn to take my spot.
    Aubrey's brother was a strong contender for my position as captain of the team, and he had a strong sense of where the puck was and where it was going on the ice. I'd pulled him under my wing the minute he got to Providence, and I was grateful for his strength and ability to play under extreme pressure now. He was the only guy on the ice that I could count on one hundred percent to bring home the win with me.
    I dressed quickly as the guys around me dicked around, taking their time. I had to be at the forefront of everything, and apparently, that day I was running behind.
    "Lucas." My father's voice surprised me a little as I walked out of the locker room and glanced up toward the stands.
    "Hey, Dad."
    "Your mother and I will be up there watching the game. Make sure you stay focused and drive to the left. This forward for the Huskies is a bastard and a half. He uses his left hip to keep his opponent-"
    "Dad. I've played against Southern Maine for three years now. I'm aware of-"
    "You don't have to be an ass. I was just trying to help." His eyes narrowed slightly. "If I recall, you got your ass handed to you last time you played against this team. Bret won every time he played."
    "All right. Thanks for the pep talk. Awesome seeing you." I turned and moved across the ice, honestly not caring if the bastard fell off the top and landed head first on the frozen floor below. He didn't give a shit about me. I wasn't Bret, and that was all that mattered.
    "Hey. You ready for this?" Jayce met me in the middle of the rink, his eyes filled with excitement.
    "Yep. Let's tear this shit up and move one more step closer as North Eastern champs. It's going to be a win for us today. I have no doubt." I nodded at my coach as the other players emptied onto the ice with us.
    "Warm up. Get ready. Take no prisoners," Coach called from the side of the ice.
    "Let’s do this." I skated toward the puck and pulled it easily from Parks