Page 34 of Pucking Secret (Night Hawks Hockey #4)
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My heart is pounding as I approach the hotel room door. I hug my trench coat more tightly around me, which is suspicious enough given that it’s June. I don’t know why Owen asked me to wear this, but I know that when I do what I’m told, there’s always a satisfying reward.
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