Chapter 44: The Pretty Kitty

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First, Barbie needs to get her hands off my Georg.

Second, I am really enjoying the view of his backside from this angle.

Third, holy cow, did I just offer to cook him dinner at my place tomorrow night?

As Georg withdraws from whatever conversation he just had with Devon, I watch him leave and can't help the thoughts that creep in. He has access to any woman he wants. He could probably walk outside and have a hockey honey waiting to go right home with him. I honestly have no claim on Georg Kolochev. We kissed, we danced, I fell asleep in his hotel room after the bar fight. That's about it. And is he even the kind of guy I should be seeing anyway? He's a loose cannon. Maybe on his way to another team.