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  Problem is, she is weirdly hesitant, and I will find out why. Ease her concerns. Kiss her and enjoy the shit out of her.

  Yup, that’s my plan, and I like that plan.

  A. Lot.

  “So that was that Sofia girl who scored all tens at the meet, right?”

  I lean back toward Moon, though my gaze is where Baylor is ripping into Carter and Meeks. “She got one ten and the rest high nines.”

  “Yeah, whatever. Heard she’s a fucking beast. Also heard she’s hot as fuck. Her reputation definitely precedes her.”

  “Oh, it does.” I look over to him, a little tilt to my lips. “She’s more than just a beast and total hotness. There is a lot more.”

  I’m answered with his soft chuckle. “So, you getting on that?”

  I don’t show weakness. Ever. With my family, sure. But my competition, my friends, they don’t ever know I’m not where I want to be. So there’s no way in hell I’m telling Moon I got turned down. “I am.”

  “Which means I should tell everyone she’s off-limits.”

  The Bullies have an understanding. If a guy calls a girl, we respect him and stay away. I am calling Sofia. If they don’t like it, they know where I am. If Sofia doesn’t like it, she can come tell me too. I’ll enjoy that exchange, for sure. “If they want to continue being cool with me, yeah.”

  “And your sister is still off-limits, right?”

  When my blood pressure kicks up, I press my lips together before taking in a deep breath. “Who’s asking?”

  “Willy. He has a class with her and was talking about how hot she is.”

  My gaze falls to where Willy is standing, talking with the other guys, and an irrational anger fills me from the inside out. We’re supposed to be cool. I’m pretty sure everyone knows Amelia is off-limits. “What did you say?”

  Moon laughs. “Told him if he wants to die, go for her, but I wouldn’t. We all know I think she’s hot. She’s also feeling me, by the way. She follows me on Snap. Though, she hasn’t snapped me or me her.”

  I give him a serious look since I really don’t like him calling my sister hot or that he follows her. She snaps a lot of pictures of herself in a leo, those duck-lip faces, and of course, low-cut shirts. I didn’t realize how pissed I’d get if someone wanted to date her. I didn’t mind her last boyfriend, Drew, mainly because he was weak, and I knew she wouldn’t stay with him. Moon, though, he could break my sister. She’d fall for him; I know she would. Willy, too. Hell, all these assholes. She has a weird thing for hockey players. And ever since Shelli said that thing about Amelia wanting to get laid, it’s been fucking with me. “What did he say?”

  “He said she can make her own decisions.”

  “Oh, did he?”

  Moon looks worried. “I really don’t think you should kill him. Baylor is chewing him out already.”

  I ignore him, though. My furious gaze falls on Willy as he skates to our line. He looks annoyed, but I don’t care. “Hey, Will.”

  He looks to me, his brows drawn in and his face visibly upset. “What?”

  “Amelia Justice, the girl in your…” I look to Moon to supply the class.

  “Lit 1,” he says out of the side of the mouth, and when I look to Willy, he knows it’s coming.

  “Lit 1,” I repeat. “I don’t know if you have forgotten, but she is my baby sister and not an option for you.”

  He wants to argue, I can see it in his eyes, but mine dare him to. Everyone on the team knows how family-oriented I am. They’ve been to my house, they’ve had dinner with my mom, and they’ve been to parties with my whole family. Just because Amelia is older now doesn’t mean she is here for their delight.

  Maybe if I scare them enough now, when I’m gone, she’ll be okay.

  Thankfully, Willy nods. “Yeah, fine.”

  “Good talk.”

  “She’s not the hottest one on the team anyway,” I hear him mutter, and within seconds, my blood is boiling.

  “Excuse me?”

  Everyone falls silent around us. “I just thought she was hot, but there are plenty of other girls on the team.”

  I sniff in loudly, like a bull, nodding. “As long as it’s not my sister, we’re good.”

  “Or Sofia,” Moon adds, and two of the guys look over at me.

  Meeks glances back to me. “You hitting that?

  “I’m not.”

  “Then she’s up for grabs,” Willy says, but I shake my head.

  “No, she isn’t.”

  “One of your cousins?”

  “No, but she is off-limits.”

  When the whistle blows, we all look to Baylor as she skates over to us. “Oh, I’m sorry. Am I interrupting your girl-talk time?”

  We all look at her blank-faced. While she can be really hard and tough, she is pretty stunning. She has wild hair that is tamed up in a bun, and even at this early hour, she has bright-red lipstick on those lips. I thought Coach had told her no skating since she’s pregnant, but apparently, she doesn’t listen to anyone. Though, I’m pretty sure if her hotshot, captain of the Assassins, and Bellevue alumnus husband, Jayden Sinclair, found out she was skating around with her little belly bumping, he’d have a lot to say.

  Though I don’t think Baylor would care.

  She’s a tough one, and I admire her for it.

  “Suicides, then?”

  Everyone groans, even me, but when she blows the whistle, we’re off, charging like hell to the other side of the rink.

  What seems like hours is only ten minutes.

  When we’re done, some of the guys crawl off the ice. They’re the ones who haven’t been keeping up their cardio. Me, I stand in the middle, my arms above my head as I pull in deep breaths.

  I think I’m dying, and I still have a full day of classes.

  Ugh, and I have that meeting with the Assassins’ therapy team.

  Fuuuck.

  “Justice, come here.”

  At the sound of Baylor’s voice, my eyes shoot open. She’s leaning on the boards, looking down at a clipboard.

  Double fuuuck.

  Skating toward her, I try to calm my breathing, but I think she may have killed us in those ten short minutes. Leaning against the boards next to her, I try not to look like I’m dying as I say, “Yeah, Coach?”

  She doesn’t look up at me. “Did Coach talk to you about Ackerman?”

  Ackerman? Why would Coach talk to me about our captain? “No, ma’am.”

  “Okay, well, he probably will tomorrow after practice. But I wanted to give you a heads-up. He’s out.”

  Somehow my breath is back, and my jaw goes slack. “Out?”

  “His piss came back hot, and I’m telling you this in confidence. Though, we all know it will get out once he loses his scholarship and everything.”

  Oh shit. “Yeah, no, wow. I didn’t realize.”

  “Yeah, none of us did.” She looks pissed, which explains why she was so hard on us this morning. Ackerman is an awesome player, our highest goal scorer, and a wonderful captain. I want to ask what he came up hot with, but then I don’t. It’s none of my business, but man, that sucks for him. He was being looked at by the Rangers. “So since you’re alternate captain, I’m pushing for you to be captain.”

  “Me?” I ask, surprised. I thought Moon would go before me.

  “Yeah, I think it will look good on paper and will be a good push for you for the draft.”

  I think I just fell in love with Baylor Moore-Sinclair. “Wow, thank you.”

  “Don’t thank me yet. Coach wants Moon since he is an obvious leader. But I stressed that you are a quiet force like your uncle. So do me a solid and show Coach the position is yours.”

  I nod eagerly. “Of course.”

  “Also, I know Coach ripped into you about the last game.”

  I look away, embarrassed, even though she isn’t looking at me. “He’s just being hard on you. The pass was solid from where I was sitting. It was quick, efficient, and Moon had it on and off hi