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the steering wheel and singing too loud.
    I stopped at home, dropped Diesel off, and grabbed my bag before heading to The House for practice.
    “Morning, princess.” Viper grinned at me as I walked into the locker room.
    “What’s up, buddy?” I walked over and shook his hand.
    “Nothing,” he chirped. “Wonderful day, isn’t it?”
    I narrowed my eyes suspiciously. “What’s with you? Why are you in such a good mood?”
    “Who isn’t in a good mood when you wake up with a hot mouth wrapped around your dick?”
    “Guess you and Kat are back together?”
    “Kat?” He sounded confused. “Oh! She’s visiting her sister in California.”
    “Then who was—” I caught his evil grin out of the corner of my eye and shook my head. “Never mind. I don’t want to know.”
    He laughed loudly as we finished lacing up our skates.
    “Viper, my boy, I don’t even know what to say to you.”
    “You jealous?”
    “Jealous? Of you?”
    “Of all the ass I get.”
    “No,” I said without hesitation. “I’m not.”
    “Come on, Brody. Not even a little? You’ve been with Kacie for a few months now and while I agree that she’s smoking fucking hot, you’re fucking the same pussy every night. Doesn’t that get old?”
    I thought back to the look on her face the night before when I was buried deep inside of her on the pier. “Not even a little.”
    “You’re so pussy whipped.”
    “I am.” I grinned at him unapologetically. “And I’m loving every minute of it. You’ll understand one day.”
    “Fuck that! I’m staying single forever.”
    I threw my practice jersey over my head and stared at him incredulously. “You’re not single now, idiot.”
    “Technically, no. But I fuck whoever the hell I want and she never leaves me.”
    “And what if she did? Would it even bother you?”
    Viper frowned and looked at the ground, lost in thought. Had I tamed the beast with that question? Was he actually going to be thoughtful about something for once in his life? He tossed his helmet on top of his big melon and smiled at me. “Nah. I’d have more room in my closet, and I wouldn’t have to rush home and wash my sheets before she gets back and discovers I fucked a tiny brunette senseless in our bed last night. And then again this morning.” He winked and turned to head out of the locker room.
    Okay, maybe he wasn’t so thoughtful.

 
     
    “Today, please,” Maureen huffed.
    My hands were shaking as I tried to push a needle into a drunken idiot’s arm as smoothly as possible, but it was worse than trying to wrestle pants onto a toddler. I could feel Maureen’s hot breath on my neck as she hovered over me, waiting for me to screw up.
    “Ow! That hurts, bitch!” Drunk Guy yelled, showering beer-tainted spit droplets all over my face.
    Suddenly, I didn’t care very much whether it hurt him or not. It’s not like he would remember it tomorrow anyway.
    I went toward him with the needle again and he yanked his arm back as far as the handcuffs would allow. “Stay the fuck away from me.”
    “Calm down,” the police officer standing next to him said as he pushed his shoulders back down.
    “Maureen, I need you for a minute,” Darla called from the hallway.
    Maureen glared at me. “Hurry up. We have a full house tonight.”
    Once she hurried out of the room, I narrowed my eyes at Drunk Guy. “Listen, dude. I want to give you this IV about as bad as you want to get it, but it’s my job to make your sorry, drunk ass feel better. Sit back, relax, shut your mouth, and I’ll get this done as quick and as painless as possible. Got it?”
    The officer pulled his fist up to his mouth and coughed, trying to cover up his laugh.
    “You’re hot,” Drunk Guy slurred at me with a lopsided grin.
    I rolled my eyes and bent over him to try the IV again. Second time was a charm, thank God. I got him all set up and walked out to the front desk where Darla was sitting.
    “How did that go?” Darla nodded her head toward