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Amber, still asleep on his chest, makes an unhappy noise. Jacki sticks her head through the door and says, “Swear jar!” She shakes her head. “How’s Shane?” Getting a blowjob from Ilya Rozanov, Hayden doesn’t say, because that sentence can’t exist in reality. “Good. He says he’s—feeling good.” It sure sounds like he’s feeling good. Jacki nods. “Is he back with Boston Lily now that he and Rose Landry broke up?” “What?” A horrible thought occurs to Hayden. “I was just thinking, next time she comes up to Montreal for a game, we should have them over.” “Comes up to Montreal?” Hayden’s palms are a little sweaty. He wonders if this is what having a panic attack feels like. “I mean.” Jacki smiles at him like he’s very stupid. “You always tell me Shane is busy after home games against Boston. I assume he’s with her.”
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“Don’t finish that sentence,” Shane says, so Ilya bites at the inside of his thigh instead. When Ilya sucks at the spot, Shane makes a high-pitched noise. “You can—oh fuck—you can leave a mark—” It takes a second for Ilya’s brain to process that as please leave a mark instead of be careful, what you’re doing could leave a mark, and then he grips Shane’s thighs and does just that, one on the soft skin of each, while Shane shakes a little beneath him.
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