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“Asshole,” Sebastian muttered as the door closed behind him.

“You’re welcome!” Crawford called back.

By the time Sebastian finally heaved himself out of the chair—which was more from a fear that his store could get broken into if left unlocked all night than any desire to move—Crawford was long gone.

CHAPTER SEVEN

“We’re going to O’Neill’s tonight,” Tanner said cheerfully a few days later as the team tromped off the ice following a 3–2 win over Vancouver at home. “You wanna come?”

“I dunno,” Luke said with a shrug. “I might have a thing.”

“What kind of thing?”

Luke stared at him. He wasn’t answering that.

“Oh, come on!” Tanner protested. “We have been D-partners for almost two years now and younevertell me where you go or what you’re up to. Hell, I’ve never even been to yourhouse.”

Honestly, Luke had thought about inviting Tanner over to hang out before, but one, he was pretty sure Tanner would ruin the peace and quiet he’d worked so hard for. And two, he was having way more fun driving him nuts bynotdoing it.

Tanner continued. “Do youhavea house? Or do you live in a condo? An apartment? It’s so fucking weird. Why don’t I know anything about you?”

“Because you’re a nosy pest and I don’t invite pests into my house,” Crawford said. “You’re like a cockroach.”

Tanner gasped theatrically. “Rude! I am not.”

“Mm-hmm.” Crawford stripped off his jersey and tossed it in the dirty laundry bin.

They continued to banter for a while as they went through their post-game routines, but Luke finally escaped Tanner when he went to the training room to get his shoulder worked on.

Luke was still in there, lying face down, when Tanner appeared and immediately started up again. “Seriously, why won’t you go out with us tonight?” he asked as he hopped on the training table so Andy Harrell could work on his ankle.

“I told you, Imight. I just haven’t decided.”

First, Luke wanted to see if Sebastian was free.

His chirps had beenparticularlybarbed tonight, and Luke’s gut tightened in anticipation.

So, maybe he didn’t usually go for repeats like that but last time had been hot as fuck. Luke’s bad mood at taking a stupid penalty which had contributed to what had been a frustrating loss for the team overall had disappeared after his brains had been sucked out through his dick.

Luke couldn’t remember the last time he’d met anyone who wasthatenthusiastic of a cocksucker.

Luke suddenly realized he was getting a little hard at the thought and he shuddered and pushed that thought from his head. He’d think about Sebastian’s dick sucking when he was alone.

No way in fuck was he walking around with a stiffy after the trainer was done with him. He’dneverhear the end of it.

“Clayton, if you don’t shut the fuck up right now, I won’t come out with you ever again,” Luke threatened, cutting off whatever he’d been rambling about. “But if you can keep your yap shut until I’m out of here, I willthinkabout swinging by the pub later.”

Tanner’s eyes bugged out, and he opened his mouth to say something, but Luke pointed a finger at him. “One single peep out of you and never again, you hear me?”

Tanner shot him a grumpy look but he closed his mouth so fast his teeth clicked together.

Andy sniggered. “I can give you some athletic tape. It might help with that.”

Luke chuckled at the outrage that crossed Tanner’s face.

Ahh yes, there wasnothinghe enjoyed more than getting a rise out of his D-partner.

Well, almost nothing.