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warmthΒ drapedΒ overΒ herΒ shouldersΒ hasΒ herΒ stiffeningΒ withΒ surprise.Β theΒ jacketΒ dwarfsΒ her,Β envelopingΒ herΒ inΒ fabricΒ andΒ theΒ scentΒ ofΒ hisΒ cologne.Β gestureΒ aΒ kindnessΒ wouldnβtΒ haveΒ expectedΒ fromΒ himΒ Β βββΒ Β notΒ withΒ herΒ tendencyΒ toΒ biteΒ hisΒ headΒ offΒ whenΒ inΒ eachΒ otherβsΒ presence.Β anΒ oddΒ feelingΒ floodsΒ herΒ chest.Β somethingΒ akinΒ toΒ guilt.Β herΒ βΒ thankΒ youΒ βΒ aΒ lowΒ murmur.Β gratefulΒ forΒ theΒ burnΒ ofΒ smokeΒ inΒ herΒ lungsΒ ;Β graduallyΒ numbingΒ frayedΒ edgesΒ ofΒ theΒ remnantsΒ ofΒ herΒ feelings.Β shouldnβtΒ haveΒ electedΒ toΒ smokeΒ withΒ someoneΒ whoΒ wasnβtΒ maxen,Β theΒ onlyΒ oneΒ allowedΒ toΒ seeΒ her.Β withΒ someΒ exceptions.Β darkΒ gazeΒ onlyΒ brieflyΒ leapsΒ overΒ toΒ himΒ withΒ theΒ reminderΒ ;Β postureΒ tensingΒ further.Β differenceΒ inΒ kitβsΒ toneΒ unmissableΒ Β βββΒ Β starkΒ contrastΒ toΒ typicalΒ hintsΒ ofΒ amusement.Β βΒ youΒ gleefullyΒ takeΒ advantageΒ ofΒ theΒ puckΒ bunniesβΒ interestΒ andΒ donβtΒ date.Β whatΒ amΒ iΒ supposedΒ toΒ think?Β βΒ lacksΒ herΒ usualΒ biteΒ ;Β aΒ hintΒ ofΒ sincerityΒ inΒ theΒ question.Β yetΒ kitΒ seemsΒ inclinedΒ toΒ perceiveΒ everyΒ wordΒ outΒ ofΒ herΒ mouthΒ asΒ overlyΒ bitchyΒ ;Β notΒ sureΒ herΒ intentionΒ mattersΒ eitherΒ wayΒ byΒ now.Β realizationΒ thatΒ haltsΒ herΒ fingertipsΒ tracingΒ overΒ theΒ lettersΒ embossedΒ intoΒ theΒ sideΒ ofΒ theΒ lighter.Β insteadΒ reachesΒ overΒ toΒ slipΒ itΒ backΒ intoΒ hisΒ freeΒ handΒ beforeΒ tuckingΒ bothΒ ofΒ hersΒ beneathΒ hisΒ jacket.Β evenΒ stillΒ β¦Β βββΒ Β βΒ cw?Β yours?Β βΒ momentΒ itΒ passesΒ herΒ lips,Β amayaΒ doesnβtΒ knowΒ whyΒ sheΒ bothered.Β silenceΒ isΒ soΒ thickΒ aroundΒ them,Β fullyΒ expectsΒ himΒ toΒ simplyΒ ignoreΒ her.Β wouldnβtΒ blameΒ him.Β gazeΒ goesΒ unfocusedΒ staringΒ outΒ atΒ theΒ cityΒ Β βββΒ Β exhaustionΒ fromΒ theΒ partyβsΒ attendeesΒ andΒ palpableΒ dislikeΒ betweenΒ themΒ makingΒ itΒ difficultΒ forΒ herΒ toΒ enjoyΒ it.Β beingΒ soΒ farΒ awayΒ fromΒ lifeΒ ;Β fromΒ peopleΒ ;Β fromΒ everything.Β darkΒ archesΒ knitΒ together,Β aΒ briefΒ flashΒ ofΒ confusionΒ onΒ herΒ featuresΒ beforeΒ smoothingΒ out.Β easesΒ aΒ stepΒ toΒ theΒ sideΒ βΒ awayΒ fromΒ himΒ βΒ withoutΒ noticing.Β βΒ iΒ justΒ meantΒ weβreΒ notΒ friββΒ whatever.Β βΒ amayaΒ easesΒ theΒ jacketΒ offΒ herΒ shoulders,Β foldingΒ itΒ overΒ theΒ railing.Β sheΒ wasΒ tooΒ fuckingΒ tiredΒ forΒ this.Β βΒ weΒ bothΒ knowΒ youβreΒ onlyΒ intriguedΒ βΒ orΒ whateverΒ βΒ byΒ meΒ becauseΒ iβmΒ notΒ fallingΒ atΒ yourΒ feet.Β noΒ useΒ pretendingΒ likeΒ weΒ haveΒ anythingΒ toΒ talkΒ about.Β βΒ sheΒ turnsΒ backΒ towardΒ theΒ way they cameΒ ;Β ignoringΒ theΒ inexplicableΒ acheΒ inΒ herΒ chest.Β βΒ enjoyΒ theΒ restΒ ofΒ yourΒ night.Β β
γ how long are you planning on pretending to ignore me for? γshe calls out from the steps, timbre playful as her gaze connects with the other βββ still on the ice as he pretends to continue practicing, even though his teammates are long gone. ashanti was waiting for her father, whom was still in the office but fem decided to wait out here, wondering how long it would take for blaise to utter a word to her. γ because you've been looking at me all day. what, did my dad tell you to stay away from me? γ
lyrical cadence echoes through the otherwise empty rink βββ drawing him to a sharp halt on the ice, skates cutting against the ice. lifts helmet to rest atop his head, clearing his view as he turns toward the woman over on the steps. pauses a beat before gliding toward her βββ pace much slower than how had been carving up the frozen surface a moment ago. β yes, β comes his honest response. β he did. β considering his no relationships mantra, it seemed like a good rule to follow. an order. comes to a stop, leaning against the boards. β sorry, princess. β lips curve in a smile, pulling his gloves off. β 's a nice view, though. β
fuck. eyes land on amaya and he doesnβt have time to retreat, to hide because sheβs seen him too. atlasβ heart pitter patters like heβs a teenager. sheβs always elicited that feeling from him and thatβs why he had to put an end to this. ( βthisβ being him selling her weed ). but it was getting in the way of things. atlas couldnβt focus on anything but amaya, and he was a coward when it came to his feelings. fingers wrap around the beer sheβd brought over, tapping nervously as her gaze burns into him - - and he wonders if she can read his mind, see all the frantic emotions fighting one another just because sheβs near. βyouβll find one, i swear,β voice is soft, eyes flickering down at the table when amaya brings up the text. βlistenβ¦i just think itβs dangerous,β atlas shrugs, keeping it vague, βitβs better you go find someone else.β
last text she had received from atlas had β in truth β been quite clear. yet left her perplexed nonetheless. the pair had a good rapport, decent enough banter, perhaps a touch flirty, but β¦ amaya still found herself shocked. hadn't a clue that he was fighting those type of feelings. she takes the opportunity of his averted gaze to look him over βββ all broad shoulders and defined muscles ; handsome face and chocolate brown eyes ; and a lush bottom lip begging to be trapped between her teethββ wait, where had that come from? β did i β i don't know β miss paying you? offend you in some way? β hands rest at the edge of the table, half considering pushing off and leaving him be. β dangerous? β incredulity dripping from the repeated word. β i don't bite, y'know. β βββ β well, unless you ask me to. β lips twitch with hints of a smirk. jesus, this was so unlike her : wondering about a man's attention diverting from her. manicured nails click against the lacquered surface of the table before straightening back up to her feet. β alright. β clears her throat softly. β good luck to you, then. β

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it's a never-ending cycle : flirt, never let anyone see beneath the surface, rinse, and repeat. that's all luc knew. it was his only way to navigate through life - - don't let anyone in. green hues flicker up across the bar and lock with his favorite eyes. scratch that - - don't let anyone in, except for cassian. luc sends a wink cassian's way before he turns back to the woman he's shamelessly been flirting with. hand rests on her waist as they exchange numbers and preens under her touch as a manicured nail trails along his cheek. they part ways and luc gravitates towards cassian. there's a fond roll of his eyes and he shakes his head, "you know me, cass. i'm unfit for love." head tilts to the side, "you look handsome," he muses, brushing fingers against the collar of cassian's shirt, stepping closer. voice drops, gaze growing hazy. "have you fallen in love tonight?"
could only be described as masochistic : circling back to luc time and again. letting him into his life, his apartment, his bed. his heart. allowing someone else to trample all over him and walk away like it's nothing. dark gaze watching the other man flirt so shamelessly, cassian has half a mind to just walk out. especially when the taunting wink is thrown in his direction. β so you say, β muttered more to himself. stiffens at the compliment, gaze dropping to the wood of the bar. but the proximityβ¦ eyes are drawn back to luc's face like magnets. too easy : to get lost in his beauty. cassian can barely see beyond a few feet in front of him, watching that look in the other's eyes. β tonight? β repeats stupidly β numbly. β not tonight, no. β had foolishly fallen ages ago. feels as if the air has thinned, turning his breathing ragged. β you not gonna β¦ ? β he nods back toward the woman he had been flirting with. even if he can't take his eyes off luc. β i wasβββ i should get going anyway. β a lie β but he could use the fresh air.
eyes roll as he pulls her toward him but she doesn't fight it, fingers twitch at her sides, wanted to touch him ββ to wrap her arms around him too but ashanti was still mad, refused to give in to displays of affection. γ well, i didn't think i'd have anything to worry about because she's a desperate whore. but apparently that's your type now. γashanti rarely spoke about people, especially women in such a way but callie really, really, irritated fem to the max she didn't care how she might have sounded. γ i don't wanna say why, okay? it's embarrassing. it just sucks that i have to share you with her, of all people. γ
choice of words has his eyebrows shooting skyward. that type of language was so unlike her, so out of character βββ and that's how he knows it's bad. that he fucked up no matter how little this callie girl meant to him. shit, he hardly remembered her at all. β you are my type, β he affirms βββ enunciating each syllable like it'll drive the point home in that stubborn mind of hers. β you're not sharing me with her. shanti, i honestly forgot she even existed until you mentioned her five minutes ago. β draws her in right up against his chest, head dipping down to skim his lips over her forehead. β fine. don't tell me. all i'm telling you is: it won't be a repeat offense, okay? β finally presses a kiss to her forehead. β promise. β
γ right but you like a lot of nerdy things, i thought this was one of them. γhe chuckles, hues tracing the length of her figure before being forced back to staring at the screen, the camera moving from nora's infatuation to his. γ actually, no . . γhe laughs again, arms reaching out to pull fem onto his lap, thumb caressing her thigh. γ aragorn isn't the hot one it's legolas, babe. but i was not looking at him. i was looking at arwen. γpresses a kiss against red lips before she can argue over their movie crushes, nodding at her suggestion. γ i do like fighting men who look at you, to be fair. γ
dark arches move skyward. β this is the nerdy thing. it's practically the centerpiece of my personality. it's where my name comes from, babe. β soft huff exhaled, gaze flicking to the screen again. β and besides, something can be nerdy and cool at the same time. β there was a reason the movies were so beloved even two decades later, after all. yet, an indignant scoff escapes her at the insult to her fictional husband. β legolas? over aragorn? are you drunk already? β makes a point of sniffing his breath when he steals that kiss. β mm-mm, β nora shakes her head, getting up from his lap. β no, we're staying in and watching all three now. extended editions. i don't care βββ i've been waiting for this moment since we met and i'm not letting the opportunity slip through my fingers. β
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β whaββ i thought you had a date tonight. β had anticipated the delivery guy with her thai food when opened the door ; not her best friend. β that girl from the pilates studio next door to your office building? β rolls her eyes as she reminds them both. typical guy shit. uncharacteristic hesitation to let him in ; glancing over her shoulder like he'll be able to see the hobbit paused on her tv and excessively annotated copy of the book sitting on her coffee table βββ things she had gone out of her way to hide from him ever since things had gotten β¦ weird between the pair. β uh β¦ β nora turns back to face him. β did you need something? β
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"practice doesn't start for you for another half hour," the brunette points out, slender legs gliding over the pristine ice as she finishes a flawless sequence of inner counter turns. her attention is solely on him then, as it often was even if she wasn't allowed to. "which means you're early, and if my dad catches you here you'll be in big trouble."
β i'll be in trouble for showing up early to practice? β incredulity drips from each word while gliding toward her on the ice ; repeating it back so she can hear just how preposterous it sounds. blaise comes to a stop mere feet from her βββ eyes flick over her face. examining each beautiful feature as if he hasn't seen her a million times before. β 'm just here to work on my puck handling. β he shrugs, absently turning the stick in his hands. β you don't mind if i use the other end, do you? β

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"that sounded .. embarrassing," words come out laced with an amused chuckle right before he takes a bottle of beer from the refrigerator, closing the door with a soft click of his heel. "did you even cum? because i can tell a fake orgasm when i hear one."
β can you? β no beat of hesitation before the retort is falling from her lips. β that poor girl the other day sure sounded like she was faking it. β eyebrows raise, shooting him a pointed look as she takes a seat at the kitchen counter. no matter that it had been a less than satisfactory fucking ; damn well wouldn't be telling him that. β remind me to start playing music when i'm having sex so you can stop eavesdropping like a perv. β
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blaise caruso ββ late 20s. he / him. hockey player ( right wing ; vancouver canucks ). bel.mont cameli. cassian santori ββ mid 20s. he / him. contractor. antonio c.ipriano. dillon james ββ late 20s. he / him. software engineer & data analyst. s.tephen kalyn. gavriel liyanage ββ late 20s. he / him. hockey player ( defenseman ; boston bruins ). j.osh heuston. maxen combs ββ mid 20s. he / him. nhl player ( left wing ; montrΓ©al canadiens ). twin brother to amaya. r.yan manick. orion velasco ββ mid β late 20s. he / him. soccer player ( midfield ; liverpool fc ). c.ameron porras. amaya combs ββ mid 20s. she / her. consultant. twin sister to maxen. a.shton wood. araceli molina ββ late 20s. she / her. product designer, makeup & beauty. va.lentina zenere. elanor "nora" jatene ββ mid 20s. she / her. english literature grad student. mika ab.dalla. morgana "ana" baumer ββ late 20s β early 30s. she / her. sports data analyst. a.deline rudolph. meliha yΔ±ldΔ±z ββ mid β late 20s. she / her. author ( romance, fantasy ). tΓΌrkΓΌ su demi.rel.
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hadn't expected to run into them βββ not after that last text. the one that elicited more questions than it answered. β do you have any idea, β she starts by way of greeting, setting a beer down in front of them, β how difficult it is to find a new weed guy when you travel like i do? β she perches herself on the edge of the table, dark gaze pinning them in place. β what the fuck was that text, huh? β
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it's a pain he would not wish on his worst enemy : watching them flirt with someone else. knowing they have no interest in him romantically and flaunting it so blatantly in his face. if his clothes were onβ¦ cassian knew he was of little use to them. which made this so hard : standing at the bar and watching them flirt with another person several stools over. as they make their way back over, he straightens up, clearing this throat in a poor attempt at pretending he hadn't been watching. β so? β he takes a long swig from his beer. needs it. β fall in love yet? β piss poor attempt at teasing.
the one night stand not being particularly good for him makes her feel a little better βββ okay, a lot better but still, callie evans was ashanti's mortal enemy since the tenth grade, how did he expect her to react? γ well, now i'm pissed that you're giving me graphic details. i don't want to know what you did with her! holding her hand is bad enough. γlips form a pout as brown eyes look up at him, arms crossing over her chest. γ be serious? does it look like i'm joking? you're not coming anywhere near me now i know you went down on her for - fucking - ever. γtimbre mocks his as she shakes her head, maybe . . just maybe, she was a little jealous.
second the specifics pass his lips, blaise is wincing internally. not the right thing to say, at all. though nose scrunches in distaste. β when the fuck was i holdin' her hand? β that wasn't his thing βββ it sent the wrong message, while he was trying to refrain from romance as a whole. nevermind that he held shanti's hand all the god damn time. gaze never straying from her face, blaise reaches forward slowly, hooking a finger into a belt loop and drawing her toward him. β what's really going on here, hmm? β other hand finds her hip, sliding around to the small of her back once she's close enough. β if someone was off-limits, you could have just told me from the get-go. β

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γ nah, i'm still coming βββΒ obviously. you look good, can't let that go to waste. i just βββ i maybe put lord of the rings back on while i was waiting for you and i'm kinda into it. i didn't know it was this good, i can't lie. γ
gaze slowly flicks away from him and over to the screen, andββ yup, there he is on screen : the love of her life. looks over to theo again. β let me get this straight, β nora points over at the screen. β i have been trying to convince you to watch the trilogy with me for as long as we've been dating, and now you get into it? β hands rest on her hips ; unsure if she's unimpressed or relieved. β what was it : fall in love with aragorn? β smile quickly falls, glaring over at him. β only one of us is allowed to be in love with aragorn in this relationship and that's already me. so why don't you turn off fellowship of the ringββ β words she never thought she would say, β ββand come out to fight men staring at my tits all night, yeah? β
γ okay, woah βββ calm down. i'm not pissed about that. γshakes her head, offended scoff leaves her lips, as if shanti would ever care that homme was sleeping with other people. γ i'm pissed because out of anyone you could've chosen, you decided to fuck callie when you know how much i hate her. γ
expression momentarily blank as he stares at her βββ partly in disbelief, partly trying to remember who the fuck she's talking about. that was a bad look and deeply uncharacteristic. β shanti, β he starts, shaking his head slowly. β are you serious? β eyebrows raise, rubbing a hand over his face. β miss me with this high school bullshit, please. β bitter laughter falls from his lips as he takes a step back. β you're pissed over a shitty handjob and her demanding β demanding β i go down on her for-fucking-ever for a one-night-stand? be serious, shanti. β