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the friend I am, I invited myself along,” Sean said with a grin.
    â€œAnd anywhere Sean goes, those two go,” Hayden said. “Before I knew it, all the guys were here.”
    â€œWell, most of us anyway,” Brian said with a grin. “We figured, dessert with some entertainment at Dub’s expense.”
    Hayden shook his head as they laughed. “I am never telling you guys anything again.”
    â€œAw,” Sydney said, nudging him with her shoulder. “You should be happy you have a team that cares about you that much.”
    â€œYeah, you heard that, Dub?” Sean said. “Happy.”
    â€œI’ll tell you one thing, Sydney,” Gary said, putting a forkful of mint chocolate cheesecake into his mouth. “This cake right here? This is making me happy.”
    â€œMhmm,” Brian agreed. “Compliments to your chef. We will definitely be popping back here. Right, Dub?”
    â€œNot without me you won’t,” Hayden jokingly threatened.
    The guys continued trading barbs and teasing Hayden. Sydney watched as he took it all in stride. Despite the jokes, she could tell that the players really respected Hayden and that made her respect him. When they finally moved to leave after ordering seconds and in some cases thirds, Sydney couldn’t believe that almost forty minutes had passed.
    â€œSydney, pleasure to meet you, hope you’ll make it to the next game,” Brian said with a grin as he followed the guys toward the exit.
    â€œYeah, Dub always has tickets,” Sean added. “Make sure he gets you a couple.”
    â€œThanks, guys.” Sydney waved to them as they left.
    Hayden relaxed back in the booth and let out a sigh as he watched the guys leave.
    â€œToo much to handle, Dub?” Sydney teased.
    He grinned. “Sometimes. But I love those guys. I just met them, but they’re like family—even when they’re giving me hell.”
    â€œWell, they sure made my evening,” Sydney said, shifting in the booth so she could face him.
    â€œOnly them?” Hayden asked with a raised eyebrow.
    Sydney smiled coyly. “It was the package.”
    His eyes sparkled at hers. “Thanks for hanging with me. After the Blakes’s party and you not showing up last night, I thought I didn’t have a chance.”
    Sydney raised an eyebrow. “Who said you do?”
    â€œOh, I’m pretty sure I do.” He grinned slyly.
    â€œI don’t remember saying anything to suggest that,” Sydney said in mock seriousness.
    â€œPlease, you were all over me during dessert,” Hayden said. “Rubbing your shoulder up against me, caressing my hand . . .”
    â€œI was passing you a napkin!”
    â€œ. . . rubbing your leg against mine.”
    â€œI needed to get out of the booth.”
    â€œAlways putting your hands on me . . .”
    â€œI was not,” Sydney said, slapping him playfully.
    â€œSee, you did it again.” He shook his head. “You can’t keep your hands off me, can you?”
    Sydney folded her arms and tried to glare at him, but ended up smiling.
    â€œYou are terrible, you know that?” she said.
    She shook her head as she let her eyes take in the whole Hayden package. He was beautiful. And not just because of the whole lose-your-breath-gorgeous thing he had going on. It was something else. He was different from the boy she had known years ago. Different in ways that made it harder for her to ignore her growing attraction to him. And she was tired of trying.
    What was the worst that could happen anyway?
    â€œOK, fine, maybe you have a chance,” she said, leaning back in the booth beside him.
    â€œGood,” he said, handing her his phone. “’Cause I’m not waiting another week to see you again. Next time without the six-foot chaperones.”
    â€œHow’s this weekend?” she asked, as she put her number into his phone and handed it back to