Turn

the humiliation in the dining room had turned him feral. Hi

at me and barked, "Amaya, stop making a scene and apologize t

y heel down toward Davey's leather shoe, but he yanked

into his blotchy, furious face. "Let go of me right now

ked me a step closer to his wet che

quarrel?" he sneered. "Carlene already agreed to this match. Ton

ff me! I already

re out of my throat

ad silent. Both Car

nonsense are you spouting now? You spend every single day either locked in that a

mocking laugh, though he finally loosened his gr

looking thoroughly disgusted. "Stop flattering yourself, Amaya. Everyo

e corridor. I rubbed my throbbing wrist agains

e. "I wouldn't touch Brodie-or you-with a ten-foot pole!

amp pinstriped jacket, looking en

is he, princess? Call him up right now. Let's see what k

threatened, stepping in close to my o

rd to set up for you, don't bother coming back to Cambridge tonight. I

ars in my checking account, nowhere to go in the freezing

and grinned uglily. "That's what I thou

rivate VIP dining room at the end of the hall swung ope

y head ins

of the wall sconces was a man in a c

g presence that made the narrow hallway feel suffocatingly small. As he drew closer, the light caugh

Leo

ckey prodigy, the alternate captain of Boston's NH

e he had stood in the pouring rain in a black coat, too untou

his dark brows drawn together in slight impatience as he li

eaty hand to grab my shoulder agai

al instinct, I ducked under Davey's arm and bolted forward, runn

ed out, my vo

n the hall

rcing, gray-blue eyes shifted from his a

to intercept me, thinking I was some crazed fan, but Knox lif

eve of his tailored suit jacket with trembling fingers. Up close, the heat radiating o

ed out, loud enough for the whole corridor t

down at my pale knuckles clutching his expensive wool sleeve, then bac

a, are you seriously grabbing some random guy in the ha

t recognizing his face in the dim hallway light. "Sir, I am terribly sorry! My foster daughter is ha

f Knox shook me off right now and said he didn't know me, Davey would d

. My throat burned as I whispered so quietly only he could hear over

n't say

inger marks were already blooming against my pale skin. Then, his eyes cut slowly past my shoul

stomach. We were practically strangers. Why would a billionaire NHL star get involved in my messy

ed hand closed firmly around mine, his warm fingers caref

step behind the shield of his broad shoulders and

nox asked, his voice a

alf-step back, the smug gri

my stunned face, his thumb brushing once against the back of

p you waiting